Bonesplinter Ravine pack it up

Course they will. Everybody likes me. She huffs as if it were a nonsensical question, bony shoulders rolling in an easy shrug.

Scrawny figure made traversing the ravine an easy feat, even as its walls closed in on them, narrowing the path down.

Further still, the scent tells her, though it's stronger on the breeze as they reach an opening in the rock walls, the rest of their descent marked merely by a small gravel slope, disappearing into the depths of a dark forest below. She hoped there was something to catch in there, despite brushing off Lorcan's earlier attempt.

Still further. Through there. Envy alerted with a perked stance, red eyes pinned ahead.