Blacktail Deer Plateau eyes like sea glass

Rosalyn was away, close enough to hear, but distant enough that coming would take time.  Still, she lifted her muzzle to answer.  Despite the years, she wasn't sure she'd ever forget the voices of their children - they were branded within her.

Her call was rushed but the meaning was clear as she let it fade and began to run, cutting a diagonal streak across the plateau's surface.  She'd be there soon.

i'll hop in when she gets there <3