Emberwood with all your lies,

A moment of downtime saw the star watcher skirt the foot of the sunspires on the trail of a small herd. They had crossed the windswept plains into the dense underbrush of herbalist's cache and then further still into the bareleaf aspen groves that Yuralria stalked through now.

She paused, nose twitching as she observing a patch of nibbled bark where a deer had made a meagre meal of lichen. They were not far away now, judging by the scent that flowed easily on the breeze. Yuralria readied herself to resume the chase until the sound of pawsteps nearby had her spinning to face whoever it was with instinctual guard.

Only to be greeted with Nanuralaaq's beaming face. "Nanuralaaq!" she chuffed with a wave of her tail, momentarily forgetting the deer at hand. "It is good to see you again."