Blacktail Deer Plateau Warm winds of summer's wreckage

Happy to hear that! :)

Peregrine turned at the sound of the bark, eyes expectant. They softened as Tytonidae raced up to him and lapped at his chin. He kissed her cheeks in turn. Although some would call her spacey or scatterbrained, perhaps even a touch loony, the Alpha male was incredibly fond of his charcoal daughter. Her cheery demeanor was particularly welcome on this September afternoon, when it seemed like Junior's presence was fading with the season, her memory chasing summer's ghost into oblivion...

"Hey, Ty, what are you up to?" he questioned. "Wanna join your old man on a walk?"