Starglow Basin deioces

Pregnancy had made Candle restless. She often ranged across the lowlands hunting what she could, but less and less as her belly grew and she found herself more easily tired. Still, the restlessness lingered.

A wordless invitation was given to @Zoug, who had become more protective of her and S'ari, before she parted the ravine under starlight. Whether he followed or not, she meant to hunt. Instead of prey scent, however, the priestess found herself on the trail of kin. Another coyote. Another potential for The Tribe, in her mind.

Aware of the vulnerability of her condition, Candle slowed to a halt the moment she spotted the figure in the distance. She stood and studied him. Unremarkable, but there was a comfort in that. Candle yipped softly to catch his attention.