Meadowlark Prairie Retreat into your mind

Scamp watched from afar as the two interacted, and it became painfully clear that he wouldn't be getting into anything interesting as the other male wraps her in his touch. Snorting irritaby, the Blackfeather turns and heads a different way. At least he would get to explore a little before circling back home, alas even more wound up than when he'd left. 
His paws carry him swiftly from his perch, firey ears on a swivel for any others drawn by the womans wonderful scent. Much as he hated to, Scamp made his leave for better things to do. 

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