Autumn had finally given way to winter. Although mild here in comparison to winters she had known just a couple years ago, the air was noticeably crisp. The golden vixen could breath easier now that breeding season was over. Leaving the comforts of the kingdom to stretch and warm stiff limbs wasn’t the same risk it was in the previous season. Her breath a temporary white cloud in the atmosphere. The Falls was growing in numbers so the current visits purpose held less weight than when numbers dwindled. Still it was always nice to have more friends. Secretly she wouldn’t mind finding a love match for her dear friend, Jedi. He was a gallant paint, who protected fiercely and deserved to find someone.
Amber pools befell a dappled femme with refined features. Observing her path, Ashara made her way to intercept. Her auricles focused on the other and waiting for eye contact. She dipped her honey-hued skull in respect. “Good day Miss, I’m Ashara. Out for a stroll?” The reason one comes to the field is an obvious one, asking is more of a formality. Her tone was warm, despite unknowingly falling on deaf ears. Her gaze drifted to the topography casually as to not seem too eager.
It's gotta be a cloudy day