Emberflame Ridge Champagne and rolled-up notes.

He moved on ahead when the beetle vanished among the forest debris, frosty blue eyes seeking something else that may hold his interest. His tall ears swivelled atop his crown, taking in the sounds of beating wings as starlings picked at fireflies above and... the approach of another creature?

Sundance paused, lifting his head in attempt to peer over the taller grasses in search of a source. Pawsteps fell silent abruptly and, eager to see who they belonged to, the young Shakti blinked over a feathery shoulder to assure himself that his mother was close by before he stepped softly between the trees.

A ghostly pale form stoo before him its narrow snout thrust skyward as flared nostrils tested the air. Sundance paused to watch, powder gaze wide with quiet wonder as he compared this delicate animal to his own kind. There was something wolfish about its shape, but he was sure he hadn't seen anything quite as beautiful.

"Hello?" Sundance called out gently, eager to better investigate but too fearful to venture closer.