Hideaway Strath Hideaway from everyone, most of all yourself

feel free to play the ram aswell

Whrist ghosted past Nyra keeping low and somehow silent despite the extra twigs and leaf litter in the ground, she practiced he silent movement every chance she got keeping an eye on the terrain she was about to step on in her peripheral vision and shifting her paw midair as needed for the most delicate step.

She moved quickly placing herself between the mountains wall that the ram was likely to run toward once it realized the very real danger it was in

The ram raised it’s head and looked around as if feeling eyes upon it, it saw nothing yet and was confident in it’s prowess and returned to finish drinking it’s fill though it’s ears twitched more now then they had before.