Blacktail Deer Plateau the emerald necklace

their gait carried them swiftly to the cool earth of the brookshore, and lasher lowered his muzzle toward the clear water for a draught before turning dripping muzzle toward fox. lapping the crystal droplets from his chin, he nodded at the brook. this is a good place to hunt. hares and deer will venture out of the trees to drink, and several types of fish make their home in the waters.

he knew she had lived upon a creek, and ruled there; perhaps the water-creatures would be appreciated by her palate, though they rarely leapt or flocked in any great number here except when rain poured from the heavens. do you hunger for anything? taltos asked of fox, his intentions innocuous this time; there was a cache nearby if she so wished meat from it.