Wapun Meadow I'm not asking for favors [M]

@Atka Tsimshian

Dreven didn't travel far from the heartwood anymore. But today he felt like moving down the paths of lease resistance. Get some air.

Long brown legs tore up the ground as he walked. Red eyes taking in the area. Wildflowers brushed against his brown fur. Leaving traces of their nectar in his coat. Any prey animals were prwctically drowned in sickly sweet aroma of flowers.

His end was the cottonwood trees that stood high and mighty at the edge.