Blacktail Deer Plateau clothes from the dryer

Fox was alerted to the other's presence with his footsteps followed by his cheery voice. She lifted her head just enough so that she could see him before slumping it back down to the grass. “Very nice day,” she said dreamily. “Pleasure to meet you, Dante.” The young leader stretched, allowing the grass to massage her body as she did so. Peregrine had not gone through the list of every single pack member, or she would have known that Dante was one of the top-ranking individuals here on the plateau.

“Why don’t you lay down beside me?” she offered, lazily motioning to the spot beside her. Fox's intentions were innocent, for she was used to pack-mates being affectionate and close with one another. Besides, she was relaxed, and she saw no reason not to spread her happy, lazy joy with this previously unknown pack-mate.