Blacktail Deer Plateau If plan A doesn't work, the alphabet has 25 more letters

Amongst the white the stranger certainly stood out, and Dawn adjusted her course accordingly, chuffing a greeting as she drew near. Her eyes darted to the woman's tail as had become instinct upon meeting strangers, and, finding it intact, proceeded to dip her head in greeting, tail held high and ears pressed forward as she approached and paused. "can I help you?"  She asked benignly, if not exactly warmly. Her wariness of strangers had increased gradually over the past few months, even though her initial guess was that this woman would be no threat. She seemed healthy enough, and, as so many loners seemed to do around this time, might simply be searching for a pack.