Blacktail Deer Plateau changing the shape

"Kaevo," he repeated, a smile finally coming to his face. Interesting name. Pretty. He liked it. It matched her; she was wild, her black pelt shaggy in an almost unkempt way, with striking orange eyes. It seemed Morningside had no dearth of beautiful women; it was torturous, in a way, knowing only the leaders would mate this season.

"I'm well enough," Shale responded casually, arching his back ever-so-slightly in a stretch. He had slept fitfully last night, and his joints and muscles ached from the thrashing. "How are you settling in? Have you had a tour of the place, yet?"