Sleepy Fox Hollow rhyolite

last for me! <3

her ears pinned. he didn't seem happy at all to see them, but perhaps fancy had caught him off-guard.

when the lead mare moved, selenia gestured silverbirch. her eyes promised questions would be answered, out of earshot.

if that happened again.

this grass was sweet and good; to put her head down and graze a long time was a relief, one that tempered her annoyance.