Blacktail Deer Plateau we are the crazy people.

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She could feel her excitement like electricity flowing through her veins. Fin loved showing off almost as much as she enjoyed the actual activity she was doing in order to show off. The silver woman never said no to a challenge, and she definitely never said no to an audience either.

The woman crept slowly towards the herd, her gaze shifting across antlerless heads until upon a handsome set of tines. Oh how glorious would be her prize, and how sweet her victory. Closer and closer she stalked them. They were so beautiful, so strong, so delightfully unaware of her presence. Finally, she came to a point where she knew she could go no further without them discovering her. Unfortunately for them, they were going to do it on her terms and hers alone.

Finley bided her time for as long as her body would allow her. The deer wandered apart from each other as they were grazing, suddenly leaving a path open between her and the stag. In an instant she was off, heading straight into the herd, and straight for that beautiful rack of antlers.

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