Heron Lake Plateau Just talk to me, like lovers do

Someone please tell me WHY I have that song stuck in my head...

Having patrolled the borders a few times, it seemed to Fluke like it was time to visit the neighbours, to meet those that they were allied with and to introduce himself as the newest Firebird. He figured that he'd be the least threatening joiner that they would have ever seen, so he'd also be the friendliest neighbour he could be as well. As a show of good will, Fluke had actually managed to hunt down a rabbit- though it had nearly taken all the wind out of him before it had finally slipped up in the snow and made one wrong turn. Fluke was lucky- though he weighed much more than the rabbit, his feet were monstrous and really did help him in snowy conditions. 

He figured it might best be brought as an offering of good kinsmanship, a way to to show that he appreciated the fact they'd let a few of their members go to start a sister pack...As he was, of course, very grateful that he now had a home. He snuffled along, trailing toward the plateau he could see in the distance, grateful to be travelling West as the strong Eastern sun reflected off the chrisp white surcafe of snow. He rounded the borders and came to the North end where the thicket was, as the other side was pretty much too steep for him to climb- especially so in the winter. He found where the borders were marked- and noticed a few coyote bones scattered here as what he could assume was a scare tactic, and he stepped back, hoping these wolves didn't do the same with others they thought were unwelcome when they visited.