Nova Peak I wanna take you for granted

it was then that he noticed her: strongly-built, blonde, unrepentant. lestan's eyes bulged from his head; he ran to stand alongside her at once. "steady, old girl!" he cried to the lead doe. she halted where she had tensed to trot; her great ears flicked.
blueberry stamped a hoof.
"let us back away, slowly," lestan told the woman, who was by now vaguely familiar if by scent only. "she will charge otherwise."