Blacktail Deer Plateau i have burned & burned

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She stirred in the night.

Restless. Unable to hold onto sleep as long as she would like. The moon bathed her ruddy form, a scarlet dot in the summer flush wilderness. It felt familiar. To wander in the darkness, to claim everything she touched. It seemed when she was hidden she could find confidence.

Only to feel herself fumble in such confidence as she caught his figure in her pale gaze.

He would always stand out from any other pale behemoths. He could not be compared to the icy mountains or be painted with warnings of danger. He was something else entirely.

Her wardog.

She had no words, nothing to beckon him closer with to be sure he was not a moonlight illusion.

All she released was a low whine before she rushed off towards him. Intent to crash into him, unsure if she could take him down, but surely trying all the same.