Blacktail Deer Plateau i won't move till you finally see.

I am so freaked out by moths myself that I couldn't even bring myself to look at a picture of one so that I could describe it accurately *shudders*

In a moment, Finn's scent had filled the room. In Finley's panic and relief at seeing his face and feeling his presence, she failed to notice that with him, Finn brought another wave of anxiety that had nothing to do with the little moth that whirled around their heads. She ducked down as he came to her, crawling on her belly to place herself twisted beneath him and between his front legs. With her head pressed against the ground, she blinked up at him in confusion as he spoke.

"What do you mean 'was'? It's right there!!" Fin whimpered as she gestured with a paw up towards the ceiling. The moth was brown so blended in a bit with the dark ceiling, but it was large as a golf ball so it was still fairly noticeable. It landed on the ceiling with its wings settled down upon it to reveal the two yellow circles staring down at them like wide, freaky-ass eyes. Fin snagged her gaze on those circles and stared back, trembling and smashing her head against Finn's leg.

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