Blacktail Deer Plateau Singing In the Cave

@Engel

It was late at night, a time when Pema was usually asleep snuggling up to the pups. But tonight, she had quietly slipped away and made her way to The Door. A place Pema felt that not many of the pack knew about, but in her absence during her scouting trip she wouldn’t be surprised if one of the more curious members had stumbled upon it.
 
She pushed aside the veins that disguised the entrance to The Door, to reveal the moonlit cave. The pond in the middle reflected the night sky and illuminated the walls. Dull green moss covered the floor, not yet touched by the cold and snow. Pema made her way to the waters edge and laid down in front of it. She began to hum and thought of poetic lines for the things that raced through her mind. The sound lightly echoing out of The Door.