Blacktail Deer Plateau so fill up your lungs and just run.

that table makes me happy

For every retreating step the girl took, the male took one towards her; like magnets pulling towards each other or like a prowling tiger approaching his dinner, Finn couldn't help but to draw near to her. She was magnetic, as if she had the force of lightning running through her veins, pulling him to her like a puppy-dog on a leash.

She squealed again in exciment and the boy gave a delighted laugh in return, he wanted to tell her to calm down, to stop having whatever it was she was having for breakfast but she didn't give him a chance. She spun around and took off without an explanation or even a hint of where their destination would be. He swallowed
the words she had left served on his tongue, and bolted after her.

He had more trouble than he cared to admit keeping up with the small silver female, she flew over the land like a rocket while the boy, having no idea where she was headed often had to stop abruptly because she changed route. Finally she came to a stop and the young boy behind her trotted lightly to stand at her side right at the same time a murmur left her mouth.

If it had been a race, he would've had to call out her cheat, she was slimmer and more agile than the platinum male plus she had the advantage of knowing where the finish line was. Once they were side by side, Finn rose his head to admire the gorgeous view in between panting to recover his breath. Then she tumbled onto the satin rug of grass, her handsome companion plopped next to her, rolling to his back and turning his face to her.

His olive eyes got lost while tracing the outline of her face and his lips twisted into a broad smile while he was engulfed in the fine sea of green.