Blacktail Deer Plateau all you have is your fire

he was useless, his barely-recovered body and mind both in a fog as he battled against the rogue. fortunately, she turned tail and fled, with the male soon to follow. the morningsiders were left breathing hard with some wounds, but altogether looking none too worse for wear.

well, save him and dawn, perhaps. she hadn't gotten as sick as aditya had, but she still looked like death walking. he gave her a gentle nudge, his muzzle pressed to her cheek, murmuring a gentle, wordless endearment before pulling away, eyes straying to where the rogues had run.

"well, that was. . ." he paused, lost for words. it had been a hell of a few moons on the plateau. whatever grayday's plans were to move, whatever the timeline was, aditya was sure things would go into motion much quicker, now.