The Tangle step lightly, little fawn

Normally, Keyni was never so uptight. Never acted prissy. She was usually much more humble than this. But the season and the combination of the terrain had shifted her mood. Having had enough of sharing the small patch of grass with him, she would try her luck on the stone littered ground. She hailed from the far North after all, where conditions were equally as unforgiving.

"West. I have a promise to keep for a friend." She answered simply, not interested in sharing any more details than necessary. Now, if he changed his attitude, then that might be different. "I came from the Glacier in the east, after an extended stay." Carefully, she placed her paws on a few of the more rounded rocks, shaking out her furs.