Morningside Cuesta Yes if I ever lose my eyes, Oh if I won't have to cry no more.

Satisfied, Sunspot dropped her serious expression and let her happy grin shine through. "Good - follow my lead, then. I'll tell you verbally when it's okay to bite."

With that, she leapt into action, racing her young companions across the plains and break-neck speed. They were on the herd's tail in an instant, and Sunspot began trying to separate the lame doe from the rest of her family. It proved easier than even she thought it would be; the doe was slower than her companions, and none of the rest seemed inclined to slow down for her. Still, Sunspot snapped and growled at the rest of them, encouraging them to leave their fellow to her fate. Hopefully, the kids would corral her away while she worked.