Sleepy Fox Hollow I think I’m doing alright.

Thank you for the fun thread!!!

The ashen yearling relented after giving chase for some time, much to Meridian's relief. She had given him a scar to remember her by. Meridian boldly called over the breeze, all fear replaced by a sense of triumph. If anyone asks you about that notch in you ear, tell them it was the sun's judgement! Anselm's form disappeared as the distance grew, and when the coyote was sure he would not return, she indifferently returned to collect her herbs, tail high.