Blacktail Deer Plateau Rosmaling

Greyfalcon heard her leaders call, a warm beckoning call. She had trotted to where’d she’d head. Perhaps after the event she would get a chance to talk with Solveig about a recently pressing matter….

She arrived, and approached and saw some puppies. Sol’s third litter, laying there cute and clean. It made her heart warm. “I am here,” she sat down nearby to the front-ish right side.

She looked around for anyone else, wolves were just trickling in slowly….