Dawnlark Plains and I know that I'll always be found

re-posting to keep threads current!

the largest of the boughs pressed into her chest, her hind legs supporting her precariously against the stem and a smaller bough below. her forelimbs dangled to the left of the main bough, and her tongue lolled as recovered her breath. she lurched forward once as her forepaws swung back and up to support her weight on the bough, gaze already searching upward for her next target, and finding none. with a huff, she maneuvered so that she faced the trunk, slipping carefully betwixt the pokey branches as she reared up against the crumbling bark.

pausing again, she surveyed the wide plain, remembering then the way she'd so disliked the wide open emptiness back at the cuesta. the sudden cliff face had made it somewhat interesting, but still, it lacked all the wonder of the wood. aditya seldom frequented the plain, as she well knew, and the maplewood had become her favored haunt as well in the past weeks. dropping carefully the half-thawed chunk she'd found near the cache, she set about making quick work of the somewhat unidentifiable lump.