Blacktail Deer Plateau hey hey, you you!

of course!

he had come back to the plateau upon ending his talk with the swiftcurrent girl, and promptly fell into a deep sleep. now, with the september day high above him, the gamma awoke, cleansed himself in the stream, and set off in pursuit of game. he had not been in such turmoil for quite some time; lasher found himself uneasy, conflicted.

his first attempt at rabbit-catching went poorly, and his second fared no better. dismally, he turned away. perhaps he would try such at a later point in the day. murkwater gaze caught sight of a familiar form wending its way through the wood, and his heart lightened somewhat. "pura," lasher called, tail waving affably behind him. the child was growing fast, no longer small. pura boasted a frame that, when overlaid with the muscle of adulthood, would be formidable and large indeed.