Dawnlark Plains Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first.
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Artyom ventured further from Whitebark that morning, tracking the movement of a small herd and selfishly wishing to see more of the Teekon's vast snowy landscape. As he ventured from their forest and out onto open plains, he was reminded of frozen deserts in his faraway home.

The land was blanketed in the previous night's heavy snowfall, but the prints of travelling elk were clear to see. Artyom followed their tracks with ease, glad for the opportunity to keep his nose from working on the ground.

They had gone far, as deer often do in the cold season in their desperate search for grazing. The gilded ranger took his time on this trip, having no intention of attempting to fell such a beast on his own. He merely hoped to see them turn back in the direction of their stream, where they might settle closer to the resources it provided.

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Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first. - by Artyom - January 31, 2020, 06:15 AM