Blacktail Deer Plateau Fresh start

Grayday let out a tiny huff and laid down a few feet away. "Okay, but we're gonna have to get to work at some point, if you wanna keep warm enough tonight," the father replied, watching his son step on what must have been the beetle. He didn't really understand the appeal of playing with a bug, but there were wolves that didn't understand his love of feathers, either.

Laying his head on his paws, he settled in to wait out the boy's interest in the tiny creature.