Valley of Gold We'll sleep when the morning comes

A playful yip caught her attention; it almost startled her, but not quite. Reverie glanced over and was pleasantly surprised to find that a beautiful man had showed up on her doorstep. Then she looked up, just in case it was raining men. It was not.

But hey, she'd caught one anyway! She stood with a friendly sway to her tail, falling into a bow for a moment before she pranced away in clear invitation. Play with me! If he followed, she would lure him further into the valley with the siren-song of sunlight playing across her gilded hips.