Blacktail Deer Plateau that western skyline

It was so warm and comfortable, but Dauntless did not want to miss out on any of this by falling asleep like Easy had. Instead, he peered quietly out at the world and looked up to watch the wind blow through the tops of the trees. He was sure his father had the best singing voice of any wolf in the whole world. It had such a lovely timber to it and Dauntless felt instantly soothed. He saw a few birds flying high and swore they were soaring to the cadence of the tune. When Grayday paused to tend to groom Easy, Dauntless lifted his little head and licked at the underside of the bigger wolf's chin. "Again," he stated imploringly, wanting his father's voice to fill the silence again.