Blacktail Deer Plateau so fill up your lungs and just run.

Finley blinked slowly, a smile drifting across her lips at that wit of his that she adored enjoyed so much. She moved her head from his shoulder to lay it on the ground, placing it beside her own paws and slightly upon his. She squirmed a little to cozy herself even closer to the male, wanting to steal his warmth from him, and also wanting things she wasn't even aware that she wanted yet.

"You know I'll win, I always do," Fin quipped back to the sterling Ollivander, "And I don't snore. I'm beautiful. Beautiful wolves don't snore." And that was the end of that (even though in twenty minutes, she'd be snoring like an angry bear).

"Will you do something for me?" she asked as her eyelids fell shut, not to open again until morning. "Let's just pretend we stayed up all night and found that place the stars were trying to take us to... Will you tell me what we found there?"

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