Dahozhoni Meadow seaborne

nimbus.

nausicaä couldn't help but smile faintly at that. nêphos, she murmured, more to herself than to him. but whose ascent did he herald? her own? laughable.

she took the lead with an impish glance over her shoulder. too slow, the flash of her eyes said, and then her eyes were only for the path ahead. it only took a few steps forward for her to parse the scent which had drawn his attention. jackrabbit. a meager offering — unless it led them to its home.

with the sky darkening, this one would have only just emerged for the night. it would be wary, yes, but hungry. nausicaä lowered her nose to the ground, searching now for the grassy tang of shrubbery among the other scents.