Hoshor Plains limestone

Matters settled, Fancy checkered at the Selenia’s sideways jig, a light chuckle if nothing else. A light smile pulled at the loose, wrinkled corners of her mouth. She gestured for Mallow to move as well, and began to stride back up the slope. 

”Let’s get back up this hill,” She said. ”I found some good grazing up there that the bison haven’t been through yet.” Fancy had a sharp eye for good nutrition- and right now, Selenia would need as much of it as possible.