Ocean's Breath Plateau Out of the blue clear sky

He couldn't deny that tonight he was a hunter, all senses focused on pursuit of his quarry. Swift and light on his paws, gilded eyes reflected the myriad hues of the waning sunlight as he keenly scanned the shoreline. Brows lifted, a smirk growing on his maw, he spotted the first signs - a single trail of familiar tracks, just beginning to wash away in the crisp kiss of the surf. 

Sumac adopted an easy canter, as if he were a knight astride a well-trained destrier. He soon added his own larger tracks to those placed by the one he sought, head and tail aloft with an almost regal poise. Although it had been a rather grueling day of searching for items to restock the Moontide larders, he found himself still in possession of a sprightly energy, infused with the promise of spring and unfolding dreams.

Raja was subdued at his tail, the dainty feline noticeably lacking in her typical vivacity. Keeping up with 'Mac, it seemed, was taxing for any creature, especially when he was so intent on fulfilling his duties.

Raindrop's familiar form, evolving with the gentle curves of motherhood, soon came into view, and he slowed his stride to an easy trot. He lowered his head, tail and crown bobbing easily with each step as he stole a quick glance at the first stars to begin emerging against the brazen hues of the aging sky.

"A lovelier sight there never was," he murmured softly in his baritone drawl, not wishing to startle her. He drew closer, aiming to plant an affectionate lick between her ears before giving her a subtle, if hasty checking-over to ensure her wellbeing. 'Mac couldn't ever fully suppress his overprotective nature, though he did his best to respect her space.