Blacktail Deer Plateau cubanisto

Blue always smelled like herbs, and moist dirt, but lately that smell was paramount. Simply put she very seldom saw the light of day anymore, working tirelessly to make sure those under her care were safe and well taken care of. She would not lose either one, not to fever and not to death. Junior was the worst of the two and blue was wrought with worry for her.

Blue answered him softly Finley was mauled by a bear and Junior I'm not really certain, but I am believe she hurt herself to alleviate some pain she was feeling emotionally. Blue wasn't sure how to answer him without being clinical. She did her best to answer him as best she could, without confusing him. He was not stupid, merely a little slower at voicing his thoughts.