Blacktail Deer Plateau Despair has its own calms.

Sorry for the hold-up!

"Nice to meet you," Sunspot replied, her tail wagging a tiny bit. There was something rather intimidating about the aging male - something Sunspot couldn't quite place. Still, he did seem very polite. There didn't seem to be any harm in talking to him, at least, and Sunspot was finding she had a rather embarrassing prefrerence for older men.

"Oh, no - not really, anyway," she said in response to his question. "I'm on a scouting trip for my brother. But I suppose I've considered just... not going back. He's family, but the pack just doesn't really suit me."

She peered at him, slinking closer until they stood only a yard or two apart. Her nose twitched, trying to draw in his scent. "How about you? You don't smell lonely."