Blacktail Deer Plateau tibia mysteries

Not a problem at all! Life is first priority <3

He shivered a little as the breeze ruffled his fur, cutting through the thin layer. He had yet to develop thicker guard hairs to protect his skin from the wind, yet he wasn't ready to back off the cliff edge just yet, and also wasn't about to admit to Greyfalcon that he was cold up here. So he stood, paws planted firmly, looking out over the valley as the woman spoke.

Food. Well, that made sense. Rusalka was often the one to bring them offerings of meat now that they weren't solely reliant on their mother's milk anymore.

Her question had the boy frown in thought for a moment, before he looked to her. "Wanna go as well," he replied, his tone was even but he couldn't help but let a small whine slip out, feeling slightly betrayed their father dared go out without him!