Blacktail Deer Plateau For memories of years of yore

Gunnar's eyes went slightly wide as the femme moved forward. She was tiny like his mother had been. She was young, and slight,but she had a kind face. She met his gaze with two different eyes, her pelt of white and chocolate a startling contrast to the other.

Gunnar offered her a sweet smile himself. I didn't either. I'm Gunnar. Just enjoying the day.

He wagged his tail against the ground, and stayed put, didn't move. He was comfortable and didn't see any threat from the girl.