Moonspear Dreamcatcher

The yearling canted her head, pondering Ame's remark about meditation. Thinner air meant less oxygen, which made it not only more difficult to breathe but also to focus. It would seem to her that these factors were counter-intuitive to something like meditation. But maybe the sweeping vistas and silent solitude made up for it. At the thought, her amber gaze slid sideways, peering at the nearby crags before scanning further outward. She could imagine coming up here to think and obtain inner peace and equilibrium. In a way, that's exactly what she'd done without even realizing it.

"Yeah, that's why I came up here: to get some privacy," the Gamma agreed, then quickly realized how that sounded. "Not that I mind your company. I just needed a little bit of alone time last night. I actually slept here," she revealed, a little note of wonder in her voice that she had been able to sleep at all. But she couldn't remember having nightmares or even being restless. "It was very restful."

Wildfire paused for a moment, then looked in the Alpha female's direction again. "How do you meditate, exactly?" she found herself wondering out loud.