North Dakota stood in the middle of her buffalo enclosure, surrounded by the majestic creatures. She had always been fascinated by them, their strength and power, the way they could command the respect of anyone who crossed their path.

“I’m glad SD isn’t here, she always knows how to piss me off.” As she fed them, her anger seemed to melt away, replaced by a sense of calm and contentment. She felt a connection with the buffalo, like they understood her better than anyone else. They seemed to communicate with her, giving her comfort and solace in her darkest moments.