Blacktail Deer Plateau The shadows stole the sun

Long legs tore up the ground as the Plateau Alpha Healer whispered from tree to tree. Her mind was on other things, on this cloudy day. The sun still played peek a boo, with her paws as she walked to and fro. She was at odds with herself, something was not quite right, the day had an oppressive feel and she wasn’t entirely sure how to handle it really. Her heart played pitter patter with her ribs, and her breathing was even, but she was on her guard. Hackles prickled and raised, while green eyes skirted across the ground and back again, almost feverishly she kept walking, unsure what to do with the nervous energy that now plagued her large body.

She gave a small smile to the sun playing hide and seek, and then just as suddenly the light was gone. She froze in her tracks, every muscle quivering and on edge. Paw in midstep she laid her ears to the back of her skull and whined softly. What on earth, the shadows ate the sun, those were not shadows she wished to tell secrets too. Not shadows that snuffed out the sun.

As she stood there in mid motion, her heart fluttering on her rib cage, and her lungs filled to the brim with air, while she held baited breath. She raced through all the stories her father had ever told her, trying to find some sort of comfort in the unknown. Perhaps there was a story about the shadows that ate the sun, and if there was it couldn’t be so bad could it?