Whitebark Stream Doe, a deer

bhediya had not been enjoying herself. any enthusiasm she'd once known had now dissipated into nothingness, leaving her the walking shell of a woman. dawn had been kind in allowing their groups to merge, but had she been genuine in her intentions? bhe couldn't help but wonder what ulterior motives she might have been hiding. whatever it was, it couldn't have been that bad. dawn had declared bhe as her co-leader and that had to mean something.

ahead was the familiar frame of chai. she chuffed as she approached, brushing shoulders as she moved to stand at her side.