Blacktail Deer Plateau i hear the thunder in your heart

Her approach doesn’t go unnoticed for long. When the pale girl spins around, a smile forms upon her muzzle, and she takes a few steps forward when she’s invited closer. The company of the other girls is nice but it had been Varinril and herself first, however short of a time that may be.

The question is met with an indifferent shrug as she steps up and bumps her nose against her cheek, peering out over the illuminated horizon. “I like being awake at night,” she says. The world is at a standstill while everything else sleeps. She and other nocturnal creatures use the other world to their advantage, but their purpose divvy outsides of their nature. “It’s quiet. I feel like I can actually have a coherent thought.”