Overture Downs Oh, misty eye of the mountain below

bjarna exhibited a grand sense of joy at this. her home name had been said back! it was a very good start to things, she liked to think.

heim, ja. she nodded her head enthusiastically. once more she gestured, with her muzzle now, back towards where she had come from. her limp tail offered soft sways behind her.

now she looked back to the golden girl with a shining brilliance in her gaze.

enchanted by one who was not of earth or snow but of sun! golden, bright, beautiful. she wondered how far that went into her spirit as well.

bjarna halp? she asked with a doggish tilt of her head, short bear-like ears sat upright upon her head.