Two sleek does stroll through the forest, like they own the place. With every step, they glide over the moss, turning heads, if there were any to turn, that is. Ears perked, they share a look that says, “We’re the VIPs here,” before continuing their walk, effortlessly cool in the heart of nature.
Beneath moonlight and mist, the wild comes alive on padded paws.
Three wolves under the moon, plotting their next move in the silence of the night.
Eyes on the ground, but always thinking ahead.
Eyes glowing like lanterns in the dark, watching, waiting, unseen by most.
Seldom seen, often suspected, the dark-coated raccoon makes its quiet rounds.
Skunk: Life stinks, kid. You can’t change that.
Deer: I know now. I guess I’ll just have to get used to it.
(Deer walks off, the weight of the lesson sinking in.)
Lesson: The first step to facing the stink is realizing it’s part of life.
Fox vs. No Trespassing Sign: who do you think’s gonna win?
Lost in the magic of a moonlit night.
Just out here making my own purr-sonal moonlight.
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