Sun Mote Copse let me see through your eyes, where there’s so much life

She needn't have even asked, as Weejay excitedly thrust her snout against the flattened grass. Wildfire smiled, giving the pup a moment to take in the scent, maybe even catalog it. Likely she wouldn't know what to make of it, at least not yet. When they were done here, the pup would hopefully associate this particular odor with fresh game and a full tummy.

"Now we must be silent," the Sovereign said in a low voice. "Stay close to me, beside me but not quite behind me," Wildfire instructed, gently guiding Weejay into position beside her rear hind leg. "There, right there. Okay. Follow me and try not to make any noises." She exchanged a final glance with her daughter before facing forward, crouching slightly as she prepared to prowl after her prey.