After a little while the fawns calm down, content to wander, nibbling at whatever their parents are. With a nod, Myra very quietly starts to back up in the brush, returning to the path that they had left.
Once they reach the spot, Myra nods a silent thanks. There's no need to spoil the silence, as she carefully starts along the path, slowly, uncertain in some spots now where it leads, as it grows less defined.
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Date: 2009-05-05 06:50 pm (UTC)Once they reach the spot, Myra nods a silent thanks. There's no need to spoil the silence, as she carefully starts along the path, slowly, uncertain in some spots now where it leads, as it grows less defined.