Blacktail Deer Plateau 'cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

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like dawn--but unknown to him--her mate, too, had wanderlust. and despite the chilly night, he, too, was wandering, mulling a trip outside the plateau. but he always let dawn know if he was going anywhere, and she was nowhere to be found, near the rendezvous.

ever since engel had been banished, he had been weighed down by a mix of emotions. he felt it perverse to grieve for the loss of a friend that had turned out to be a cad, but he grieved, nonetheless. he was ashamed that he had not been firmer about quelling the man's big mouth. and he felt unsure. . .he did not know if what, but a cloud of uncertainty hung round his head like a dark halo, tugging at his every thought.

giving himself a shake and a stretch, aditya set out with measured steps, not too hurried, not too lackadaisical. he shivered as the wind cut through his thin pelt, but carried on, admiring how bright the sky was tonight. so many stars! their beauty gave him a small measure of joy, an amount that grew as he caught sight of dawn in the near distance.

barking softly to let her know he was coming, he broke into a slow lope and stopped just a few paces short of crashing headlong into her, instead pulling himself into her closely, laying his head over her shoulders. he said nothing for a long moment, just silently breathing in her scent.

"can't sleep?" he murmured at last, eyes closed in bliss.