Blacktail Deer Plateau Trips and dips and daisies

Ash Paw stares at him down her nose, a small smirk about her lips, the light merrily dancing in her eyes. His dramatics and theatrics. She is just learning and they fill her with endless amusement.

Ash Paw snorted. You see my point, because you would do the same thing, or worse. She snorted again, drawing herself up with barely hidden amusement yet again, before she also left her bodies water on the borders, Blue eyes tracing the plateau in all it's glory.

Blue eyes turned to his and a strange feeling unfurled. Was it that she would actually miss this dark man. Possibly. He was the closest thing she had in the wilds of the teekon next to Gunnar and she hadn't seen him in weeks.

May your travels be swift, and your bounties large.