Dawnlark Plains I drew that glass across his neck, fine as any blade.

tacking on an ending <3

Riley could put two and two together. His gaze glanced past them, to the ridge that flanked the horizon. He supposed that was the ‘Rise’.

As he turned he heard the yearling speak out. A single ear cupped back in silent acknowledgment, but Riley said nothing else.

In a loose limbed trot he moved off, retracing his steps towards territory that would not be so closely guarded.