Blacktail Deer Plateau Stronger

Grayday was walking beside a small rafter of turkeys, his eyes darting from one to another as they pecked and strutted about. He'd discovered that he could get very close to the creatures if he didn't move too quickly, and that they easily forgot about his presence if he didn't immediately attack. He was contemplating the uses of this discovery when he caught Pema's scent in the distance. Not wanting her to frighten his new 'friends', the male decided to head her off.

It didn't take too long to find her. He trotted up to her with a wagging tail, nose twitching curiously as he sussed out what she'd been up to that day.

"Hey, Pema," he greeted. "How's your day going?"