Fairspell Meadow spirited away

she did not like the woods, deep and dark as they were. while they were kept cool by the absence of sun, there was a quality about them that she did not like--whether it was the cover, so unlike the open tundra, or something deeper, she didn't know. she strayed outside the border quite often, finding solace in the flatlands surrounding the trees. usually, she was alone.

not today.

Tahani's ears perked as she caught sight of the beast, grazing a few large leaps away. it was. . .unlike anything she had seen before. different than a moose or elk, and not as shaggy as a musk ox. it was beautiful, painted with red and white with large, luminous dark eyes. the smell of it was enticing, and she lowered herself to the ground, content to watch for now.

she was no special hunter, and she was keenly aware of the sharp-edged hooves half-hidden in the grass. with a group, she might fare well against this animal; as it were, it would be a fool's errand to go after the creature alone. no, watching would do for now. . .and she waited for it to notice her, too.