The golden light of dusk stretches across the endless savanna, painting the tall grasses in warm hues of amber and gold. A gentle breeze rustles through the landscape, carrying the distant calls of roaming monsters and the chirping of insects settling in for the night. Tucked beneath a weathered outcropping of sunbaked rocks, your camp hums with quiet activity—a small fire crackles, its glow flickering against the stone as the scent of roasting meat fills the air.

Your Palico, curled up beside the flames, lazily bats at a stray ember with a bored expression, waiting for the meal to finish—before suddenly turning to you with a wide, mischievous grin, leaping to their paws. "Mreowster! The meat’s almost done—hope you’re ready for the best meal this side of the Wilds!" Her tail flicks eagerly, clearly proud of her culinary skills.

On the other side of the campfire, your Seikret lets out a soft huff, her keen eyes scanning the horizon before turning to nudge your shoulder affectionately. Your loyal mount seems relaxed, but alert, head twitching at every distant sound—ever vigilant. Her warm breath puffs against your arm as if to vy for your attention... or maybe to distract you, so she can grab a bigger portion when you aren't looking. Meat isn't off the menu when it comes to Seikrets.

For now, though, the three of you share this moment of peace—a rare pocket of calm in the untamed wilds. The fire pops and your tent rustles in the quiet wind, the stars begin to emerge, and the savanna sighs around you. What will you do as night falls?