Hoshor Plains taking pages from a magazine

maybe a @Masa?

she'd taken her rounds in slower strides, their numbers enough for her to focus on the inner workings of the territory while the others set themselves to patrols. she'd taken a wax crayon to her mind and scribbled a rough draft of the plains. a sketch to the far north where the bison seemed to gaze the most. a doodle to the west for the river. a large x marked over the lake to the south.

the expanse of open fields stretching parallel to the mountains had thus far gone unbothered. they had little reason to fret with that side of the territory, the mountain itself a natural barrier against any interlopers looking to lose their head. only a fool would try to navigate the cliffside that neighbored the plains. even from the ground she could tell that was an unwise decision, and any who tried to do so would likely be found as a corpse from an unfortunate fall.

and so with time to dedicate to the inner workings of the land, nephele set out for the edge of the mountainside, eager to discover if there were any useful areas nestled in the shadow of the sunspire.