Blacktail Deer Plateau silver teddy bear

cas-cameo!

— The runt of the small litter had not found his voice, and his eyes had resealed with the ooze of fever. he lay placidly nearest his father, muzzle bobbing only briefly toward finn's unfamiliar scent and voice. eilidh's babbles lulled him, however, and he found sleep once more, the hot slumber of the ill. —