Hoshor Plains my reputation's kinda clouded with dirt

the doe she's tracking is obviously unnerved, as is she. the rest of the herd is scattered. almost a week of attempting to scope them out is wasted, now, and the steadily increasing quakes can not be ignored. the fire at dawnlark had had no warning signs, but its effect had been disastrous. she can only imagine whatever these shifts in the earth are leading to, though she has no doubts that it will wreak more havoc than the fire. the prey is reacting, and so should they, but without any idea of what is to come, she does not know what advice to offer Ira and Evergreen. 

the doe begins an odd zig-zagging pattern across the open plain, as if attempting to flee from the minute shifts in the earth that have only just begun again. of course, with no concrete threat to flee from, or instinct instructing where to flee too, the motions of the doe are unsure. she crouches low among the grasses, watching it go and waiting for the movements to subside before deciding on a course of action. 

@Nightstar!