Hideaway Strath Take a sad song and make it better

She hadn't been here too long, but she had spent enough time exploring to learn the area and form a routine. Her days consisted mostly of studying and gathering plants (she was still in search of something Rye might like), working to improve her hunting skills, or seeking out Rye to talk to him or ask him questions about the territory; she felt most comfortable asking him things, but she was trying to branch out and get to know everyone. Which was why she hung around the rendezvous site this evening. The sun had set some time ago, unfortunately taking all of the warmth with it. The night was clear, though, and it offered her a nice view of the sky. She didn't know much about the stars, but she enjoyed studying them occasionally. The moon was bright, as well, and she was thankful for the way it lit up the darkness.