Blacktail Deer Plateau Alien Happiness

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The sun began to dip on the horizon, signaling the end of another spring day. Valtyr had managed to make good time from the East, traveling across the mountains that separated the valley with the flat lands. He had promised his allegiance with Luke, Mordecai, and Harlyn and felt a new purpose blooming. Now, no longer bound to the creek, he had made the decision to visit the Plateau and close the loose ends he had left behind. Little did he know of the turmoil and political exchanges the wolves in the West harbored, from Redtail Rise to the Caldera.

Valtyr approached the borders with caution -- the marks of the pack clearly establishing their plot -- knowing that even though he had friends here, this place was no longer his home. With a slight tip of his maw, he bayed for an audience and waited in the fading light.