Blackbeak Bluff hot ocean milk with dead animal croutons

She does not entertain the thought for long when she deems it silly. It isn’t even just her and Blix, either. She’s noticed it in whenever she’s with Étoille and even Eske. There has to be some kind of connection. Were they all just spreading it to each other? It takes everything she has, ever ounce of focus, not to chew at every inch she can reach. So as Witchbaby approaches, she does not notice her and she jerks in surprise and stammers back, briefly worried she might actually tumble over the cliff and down the rocky wall. Her silvery green eyes scan the other wolf to realize she knows her and she isn’t able to stifle the yelp of excitement at seeing her friend again.

Furi growls, dropping her head to chew at the nook in her arm opposite her elbow until she feels the hair tear away. “I’m so ITCHY!” she cries, pulling away from the spot and plopping her rump on the ground and pouts.