Sunlight drifted through the leaves reflecting off a curious assortment of rocks and other objects from the Swamp floor. There was something about the arrangement that spoke of purpose, highlighted by how the mica in some of the broken rock reflected the light that struck the spot just right. A kiokote doe tilted her head thoughtfully at her work, for that's what the arrangement was; a creative mosaic arranged from the Swamp as a gift to the Swamp. Though it still needed some work, she smiled content for now and ready for some rest. She looked around and found a nice shaded spot and settled to the ground. The deep bruised purples of her coat blended well with the shadows, so Beautifully Broken felt safe enough to close her eyes and rest from her intensly focused morning's work.
No time to stand still today, was the thought driving the buck today. There were too many places to check on, too many niggling suspicions and worries rattling around inside his head for him to settle anywhere for long. He'd slept decently, if not extensively, so he was alert. Keen-eyed. Curiously sniffing the air and twisting his ears to catch even the smallest sound.
