Dawnlark Plains First dance

She was given a silent invitation, one she was happy to accept. Not yet eating, but lying close enough to sink her teeth in should she wish.

The rise has been quiet since you visited. She spoke, licking over one of her paws dirtied from the spring melt. How about your glacier? Yet to explore, Dione could only assume that the rest of the Taiga was as peaceful as her little vacation home. She knew of two packs wandering the area from scent alone, but that was as far as her knowledge took her.

Looking over the carcass, she made a quiet hum. He had done well for himself should he be alone.