Blacktail Deer Plateau Good things take time

It seemed their conversation had come to an end, and Aviana dipped her head in farewell. Goodnight, Grayday, she responded. She watched as he walked away, allowing herself to wonder how much the loss of his eye had affect on leading the pack. So far, it didn't seem to at all, except he wouldn't have seen her if she hadn't spoken up. Did the trespassers know in advance of his disability and take advantage of it? 

Instead of pondering any longer, Aviana graciously lept from the log and began to dig out a small hole underneath it. She pushed away the snow, got down to dirt, and then curled up inside it. She placed her tail over her nose to keep it warm, and then laid awake for a little while, listening to the sounds around her. Eventually, she fell asleep.