Blacktail Deer Plateau Golden lies

Anyone welcome, but preferably male.

The golden girl wove her way through the snow laden trees, her pelt easy to pick out among the blank whiteness of the snow.  Light yellow eyes matched a pelt of spun gold, long graceful legs matching the long, elegant muzzle. She moved with a swift soundless grace, but was tiring rapidly. Sharp eyes picked out the perfect resting spot, a small cave just inside the borders. Without hesitation, she crossed the scent markers and slipped inside the cave. A few feet inside the borders wasn't really trespassing, and it was just to rest her weary limbs for a while.

The alert eyes lost their sparkle, and slowly closed to slits as the beautiful fae drifted off to unintentional sleep. Spreed out on her side, legs splayed, she dreams.