Blacktail Deer Plateau iii. time flies

His head turned automatically toward the sounds of wakefulness, though he knew instinctively that it was Dawn this time, and not his regular nighttime pal. When she settled beside him, his eyes were warm but far-away.

"Hey, baby," he murmured, nosing at her cheek. "Are you hurtin' too badly?"

His heart ached for his poor, injured girl, but he knew that Dawn would get through it just fine. She was tough, and Pema seemed to be taking good care of her. Grayday wondered if they were becoming friends, or if Dawn's... abrasive nature had nipped that in the bud. He hoped it was the former - he hoped she'd get on alright with Moonstone, too.