Blacktail Deer Plateau frozen in timeless aura, a catalyst of colors

Blue noticing all the confusion and frustration laid her ears to her skull. She leaned forward and ran her muzzle across his brow in an attempt to soothe. She didn't know what else to do, this would be a slow healing process and he may never be the same. Its ok Atticus we will take our time go slow, help you understand again it will be a slow process.

Blue shifted and turned towards the outoutskirts of the den intent to get him food, but perhaps Perry would beat her to it, she wasn't entirely sure, but she did know only good things now waited them.