Dawnlark Plains v. "hope is the thing with feathers - that perches in the soul"

this seemed lonely! So I'm gonna pretend it takes place after she came this way <3

Kiwi would keep her word to stay away from Larksong Grotto, in the interest of upholding whatever tentative neutrality she and Dacio had.  She at least liked him better than his sister, who did absolutely nothing for her.  Definitely a bitch so far.

BUT anyway. She would keep her promise, but she definitely was going to check out the other surrounding areas just in case.  A few things she knew to look out for - prey, rival predators, and advantages.  The third could come in a number of different forms.

She didn't find much in any category on the plains, though it was promising for prey.  Too little cover for much of the others.  She'd spent a good portion of the morning searching and now heard the sound of the river with anticipation.  Running around scouting could work up a thirst.  Unaware that she had company here, Kiwi slipped down to the edge and began to gulp down the water.  She'd drink her fill and then hopefully move on, but she needed to be home before too late.