Arrow Lake i saw you yesterday,

small ripples carried on behind coelho's undulating tail - as she conferred quietly with bronte (quietly being fairly subjective for certainly, jagwyr possessed two functioning ears) she could not help but steal glance towards the male on the ledge. everything from his stately posture to his mein of indifference suggested a wearied state of importance that coelho was either too dense or too distactable to put into words.

all the same she flashed him a smile, her long ears tilted toward as she awaited an answer from the stone-like wolf on the rock.