Dragoncrest Cliffs Rogue wave

it was warm and wild out here; the green that glinted off lucette's gaze grew exponentially, rising and swelling into the grass and trees and brush that met their entrance into the wider world.

he snuffled once, taking in pollen, and then raised his little muzzle, taking in the variety of scents. lowered it to the ground, and—

something wet and warm greeted the crown of his head, spilling down the bridge of his nose. he squinched his eyes shut and wretched slightly at the putrid smell. lafayette stumbled sideways and shook himself, sending flecks of white crap flying into the air.

ugghhh, he remarked wordlessly, and began to whimper at the awfulness of it.