Blacktail Deer Plateau have a seat in the foyer, take a number

But the time Dawn opened her eyes, it was dark again; at first leading her to believe that she'd hardly slept at all, but realizing after a moment that a day had passed. Blinking sleep from her eyes, she stood and stretched, muscles twinging. Yawning, she peered blearily at the horizon, noting the thin line of light that hovered over it. Dawn was close, and she couldn't find herself willing to sleep much longer.

She stretched her forelimb stiffly before setting it to the ground, doing the same to all her other limbs before finally giving her pelt a brisk shake. She set off at a brisk lope northward, intending to perform a quick circuit of the borders before morning. Warmth flowed slowly into her limbs; even she, with her thick pelt, had begun to feel the twinge of cold.