King Elk Forest like a dream

"Three on left, two on right?" Miriam re-corrected herself, simply lowering the number she had claimed before. A fascinating claim the maiden thought, and hard to win as who could tell what was beneath the paw. A game of guessing, but if one didn't hide it well enough, perhaps it could be one- though sadly he hid them perfectly, she could only give vague guesses to how many was underneath.

Her silvers grazed upwards, noticing the dimming of the sky, and the reddened clouds, "It is getting late," she commented, "perhaps the hunt is destined for another day," and that the King gets more time of the peace.