Dawnlark Plains Switchback

Masque beamed at him for the find. He grinned back at them, and the pair traveled further on for awhile.

Then, movement far downhill.

A wandering speck. It looked to be a lone doe who grazed in the summer heat. Her herd had ought to be in the vicinity; however, he thought of a more rewarding pursuit.

You hhee hhat? Lehh find her fawn. He suggests, knowing the doe—if it had one—might have hidden its fawn somewhere else with more vegetation.