Blacktail Deer Plateau spring
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Ooc — Chan
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All Welcome 
@Ira would be great but all welcome!
The bubbly boy trails his guardians with a bounce to his step, oblivious to the true horror of his situations. The pair of coyotes that had stolen him as their own has been nothing but kind to him, after all. He has no reason to suspect them of any wrongdoing or evil. In fact, they're quite fun — though some part of him knows, instinctively, that they are not his parents. Yet it isn't as big a concern to the youth as it surely will be when he is older. He's fed, and entertained, and overall rather happy.
There's a growing distance between himself and his coyote caretakers now, but he's unconcerned. They always come back for him. So he takes to exploring, sniffing and idly chewing at interesting-looking plants, passing the time however he can until his friends get back. It's just another day for Blackberry, blissfully oblivious to all the tragedy that has brought him here.
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Ooc — mercury
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She sometimes chewed on plants, too, but they didn't taste as good as meat. So when she spotted the boy—around her own age, she thought—with his teeth into greenery, she paused, staring at him. A potential friend? She needed more of those. All she had for young pals was Arielle, and while she loved her sister dearly, she needed more.

Hi! Lilitu called out, trotting merrily toward the stranger. Whatcha doin'? Was he with Wraen or something? She sniffed, drawing in several deep breaths. Nope, didn't smell like Wraen. Didn't smell like wolves at all, but something different. . .

Huh. Weird. Well, hopefully he could tell her all about it. He wasn't pale-furred like the wolves of the valley, so she assumed he wasn't mean like them.