Noctisardor Bypass yonhaka

towering yellow oak trees.
skaigona lay upon her spine and tucked forepaws into her pale chest. she was watching a spotted bird high above her, curious as to why it pounded and pecked so at the bark she could never reach.
what was he doing? something suggested he was making a home, and she craned her head against the grass, fully engrossed as a small warm wind shimmered the leaves.