The day was just seeming to start. A tad on the cloudy side, but still warm enough for the insects to buzz around. The buck glanced up from his sleep, watching the song bird chase around some of the insects. Typical morning for him. Giving a mighty yawn, Bone Toss decided he should roll the bones, see if meal was close at hoof for him. Taking the small bone filled skull, he dropped it down. Staring at them, he sighed. Not only was a meal close, someone would be visiting him. At least that was the way it looked to him. He was moving around to go get that meal, while Silent Beat perched upon his head.
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