Blacktail Deer Plateau Hold Fast to the Break of Daylight

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This by far had to be one of her most favorite places she had ever lived. Fin was not much one to stop and smell the roses, or to admire dramatic skylines or suns rising and falling. It wasn't that she didn't find these things beautiful, she did. She just felt there were better ways to appreciate a full moon or a mountain rising through the mists than sitting and staring. She wanted to sing to that moon, climb through the mists with the peaks, roll in the roses and chase the sun to that dramatic skyline.

But, today, and in this place, she often found herself making exceptions to that rule. Just one, and that was the view from the edge of the plateau. Her heart trilled with excitement when she looked out from the ledge. Fin loved to sit and imagine all of the adventures that were out there, waiting for her. The idea was thrilling.

What she also enjoyed about it was being able to look out, pick a spot out in the wilderness, and then head out to explore it. That was the Blackthorn's intention that day as she walked the path she was growing more and more used to taking. Something stopped her this day though, and that something came in the form of an ebony-pelted stranger.

"Gorgeous, eh?" Fin said as she approached. She headed towards the ledge to the side of the stranger to make her feel comfortable. She kept her eyes pointed out towards the horizon, again avoiding any eye contact with her packmate out of respect. That and the view was just so purdy.

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