Blacktail Deer Plateau Tennessee

Just a cameo if you don’t mind, unless directly addressed she’ll be observing…. :)

She had finished a walk around of the pack grounds, then heard a friendly commotion, the chuff of mother and calls of child playing together. She saw what then came into view, Solveig and her kiddos. The woman bowed in play, and the pup came charging full on, just as a bull elk would. “How fun!” She thought to herself. She hadn’t played like that since she was a pup, or since Baldr and his siblings left. Were they okay? Were they having fun?

She sat, a distance away…. Quiet enough for her to think, and observe. Just enough to see them in near view. It had been seldom since her bird accompanied her often, though she always knew he was there somewhere.

She hoped he would return after his own hunts during the day. Gyrfalcons were known to be wide wanderers. Going where the wind takes them.
She sat remembering him as a baby, helpless…. He needed her and she needed him. He did travel with her all over the sequoia coast after all. On her longs journeys home and back.