Blacktail Deer Plateau Poppied Up

Another male arrived, and she tensed, but did not move. Her gaze stilled, stopping its tracing of the weeds and falling to rest on the snow. The male spoke, and the female replied, words she listened to dully. It was a moment before she spoke, gaze creeping up to the man's chest and resting there a moment as she murmured, "anatha." She ought to speak, attempt to secure a place here to rest, recover, and think, but she could not pull the words out of her throat.