Meadowlark Prairie i long for scenes where man hath never trod

@Astara pop in whenever if you want!

The dark one was the more reluctant of the pair and stayed in the shades while the light child eagerly bantered out into the sunlight. It was oddly warm on her fur, different from the specks of sunlight that some places within their homeland had, and the wideness of it all was simply mind-blowing.

The pale child looked over her shoulder at the caretaker and the dark one who stayed back. The caretaker was sniffing about and the ghost mimicked the caretaker for a moment, lowering nose and sniffing about. There were so many scents though that the ghost could not make sense of it all in any way. Tail whirred excitedly as she grew distracted by a gust of wind passing through the blades of grass, sending them brushing gently against her hocks, and she pounced towards her backside, turning round in mid-air and landing with a few blades of grass caught between her paws.