Blacktail Deer Plateau and the needle moves gracefully.

eeep sorry! short post!

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he had heard the summons and trudged through the snow toward the borders. the voice itself was masculine and young, edged in familiarity. near unto its source he caught the vaguely floral scent of his lover and smiled; of course she would be greeting the visitor.

hello, he murmured to the sunspire wolf, whose face he remembered from a trek not so long ago to the mountain peak in search of tytonidae. blue willow was favored with a loving look before his attentions returned to the young man.