Blacktail Deer Plateau You and me

“I just…” She trailed off—uncertain how to explain it. Deja was running off, making new friends… Nicco was barely seen. Mama seemed sad, and Daddy seemed tense. “I just miss the Vale.”

She chuffed a soft sigh, her tail waving in the cool air behind her. She gave the hint of a wry smile to her brother—her darkened paws moving with silent grace. “Maybe we just need to find a place here that’s our own—like the Vale used to be.”