Silverlight Terrace glitter sterling and gold

Being in such high spirits tonight, Keyni appeared as if she hadn't a care in the world. She wasn't concerned with what or who might be in the vicinity. Instead she was focused on all the other elements around her. The shift and tickle of the soft grass. The smell of the night time spring air. The sound of a cricket playing it's melody in the distance. Even the twinkle of individual stars.

When she wholly relaxed, Keyni could almost tune out the outer world all around her. She drew in a slow, deep breath. A content one. One of her hind legs kicked out, her skin disturbed by a fleeting itch. It passed. Should he be able to see them well enough, the wounds on her ears had all but healed. Any scarring was likely covered up by the thick layer of charcoal northern fur on the tips of her ears.

In a near trance like state, she tipped her head to one side, letting her cheek rest against the grass carpet. Her eyes were shut, but she was very much awake. She was seriously considering spending the whole night out here, in this haven.