Blacktail Deer Plateau Last Resort [IC Joining]

Perhaps it was the way of males to make even the simplest task seem urgent. Or the more likely reason for his shift in disposition was the female herself carrying on quite distantly. A female of few words, she was exchange more in this instance than she had in some time, and was quickly finding that the chore was incredibly irritable to her chords. What more did she need to say to bring the Alpha forward? Perhaps if she howled for the sovereign of the land herself… The female nearly scoffed at the thought. Her, singing. Her exuded breath was hardly something she recognized even now. She could not imagine how her heart would take her singing fully. “I do,” she sighed softly, hoping to preserve what she could of her tender voice, lest she lose the sound completely by this impromptu exchange. She could already feel the flesh creaking as plainly as she felt the woodland become colder. Each breath of wind a chilling tickle down her spine foretelling the concluding drift of early evening to night.