Broken Antler Fen mapledrop

Happy 2nd birthday to her!

When he first glimpsed her in the distance, Tambourine paused his leisurely jog. She reminded him of Larkspur, though her coloration was bolder, richer. She was much younger too. He let out a breath and shook his limbs as if trying to rid them of the momentary tension, then picked up the pace again.

Angling toward the young stranger, Tambourine woofed a greeting. His pale eyes dropped to the belt of fish laid out on the grass. "Fwhoa," he blurted, genuinely impressed, "quite the day's catch there!"