Hoshor Plains why you gotta despise it?

@Matteo

enormous shapes milled in the plains below; a horde of inkblots shepherded by distant specks of her kin.

sobeille remained under the watchful eye of sapphique. she sighed, cutting from the gathering crowd of young so that she might watch uninterrupted from the ridge.

every now and then her gaze flicked across the roving faces, hoping to see astera — but mostly, sobeille just sulked and wished she was at home. being so far removed from the danger of the hunt below stole some of the excitement from it — what could she possibly learn here?