Sleepy Fox Hollow pyroclast

she allowed it out of surprise, but soon her ears pinned; selenia stomped at silverbirch. "you know better than that," she sniped, skin shuddering indignantly at the audacity of her girl. however in the next moment, the mare's irritation had passed and she sighed. "come here."

debris, leaf litter; she pulled them from the spiky mane. "it will last for months. just when you get used to it is when it'll start to go away, and then we can go back to the flatlands."

on impulse she snorted warm air over silverbirch's face and then gave a squeal, trying to entice the yearling into a run along the edge of the lake.