Today was cold, not to mention as wet as a damn river. The scarlet-clad woman had chosen the worst day to wander from the tree cover for a short exploration. Short, this time. And without injury, unless one did happen to cross her path in an unmannerly fashion. It was today that Flicker was feeling quite joyful, despite the weather being a downer, but she could make do with what she had at her disposal whilst exploring south. She passed through meadows of tall grasses that she bounded through sanguinely, snapping up some beetles along the way.
On the other side, covered in grass and soaked through, the wolfess came across a stretch of sand dotted with plants. She trotted forwards with curiosity, wondering how this stretch of land came to be where it is. She cast about for something to play with; much like a pup would. Her black tipped banner was held above her hips and swiped the air as she trotted with her nose to the ground, looking for something to track, for the fun of it.
On the other side, covered in grass and soaked through, the wolfess came across a stretch of sand dotted with plants. She trotted forwards with curiosity, wondering how this stretch of land came to be where it is. She cast about for something to play with; much like a pup would. Her black tipped banner was held above her hips and swiped the air as she trotted with her nose to the ground, looking for something to track, for the fun of it.
| • • | 'The wild is wild, but she is feral.' -Mor
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