Blacktail Deer Plateau Following a star has lead to where you are

And there he was, her prancing Perry. Happily carrying something — what was that, a paw? — in his mouth, and she wondered what it was for. She had pictured engagement stones him bringing her gifts, and now here he was.

She bound up to him, licking his ear and over his right eye in an excited hello. "Hello, my prancer. What is that you have in your mouth?" As if she didn't know.