Asahi was nosing through the underbrush full of pine needles. Trying to catch any sign of the prey she was tracking. She must have lost the scent at some point a few trees back.
Her ears perked up at a strange noise coming from the nearby stream leading to the falls. It was a soft sound as if someone was clicking round rocks together in the same rhythm and a fluttering of wings along the ground. A strange cry. Asahi looked at Jiro wondering if he caught the same sound and was just as drawn as she was to investigate it.
The girl pulled ahead, loping through the bushes she hopped up onto an old log and peered at the gurgling stream, several bounds away. A curious and bloody scene opened up before her and she sank back for a moment. Wasn't this part of Auster full of bears? Did they come across one of their feedings? The same gravely rock colliding sound and a flutter of wings was the only sound over the bubbling water.
She peered over the log again and swallowed at the image of a bloody river bank. The body of a lemur slumped limply against a rock, blood smeared around and on it.
A flash of bright blue caught her attention as Asahi found the owner of the strange sound scrambling on the ground and fluttering lame wings, breathing heavily, also smeared in blood. What would Jiro think about this? She didn't smell any bears nearby.
Speech // thought // Japanese
