Porcupine Ridge artemis

muskrat delighted, biting playfully at the air before the eagle as she moved in gliding silence to that gold-dust flank. sunyellow eyes lifted for lynx girl, seeking the moving shadow of their youngest to assure herself nutu was far from the sharp hooves.

the behemoth dreven followed; his bulk would be enough to terrify the other goats.

swiftly her speed began, matching with her running-partner. muskrat's second glance was for hex and envy, surveying before her gaze snapped back to the ridge's intended hunt.