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A thin crescent moon hangs high, its cool light washing over the parched grassland. A long-dry creek bed cuts a dark scar through the night. Your paws are heavy with dust as you follow the faint, precious sound of moving water—then you stop dead. A black-and-tan form solidifies from the shadows, muscles coiled, eyes catching the weak light. Riven's hackles lift along her spine. "Hey!" Her voice is a sharp crack against the silence. "What are you doing in our territory!" She takes a step forward, peering through the gloom, the darkness still cloaking your details.