Blacktail Deer Plateau Homeland

Sorry for the slow!

Success! The feather changed hands - or mouths - and Pura scuttled away from Blue Willow with his prize clamped firmly between his jaws. She tapped him gently on the head, inviting a second round. Brimming with energy and eager to play again, this time with the roles reversed, the little whelp turned to face his opponent, head lowered protectively and legs wide, preparing to leap away from any attempts to retrieve the feather. Come at me, bro!