The silken white she-wolf made it to Otter Creek and dropped to the ground. Her breaths came rapidly, it hurt so bad! Never had she ever run so far so fast in such harsh conditions. She nestled her face in the grass, it felt lush and soft which comforted her. Her paws felt raw from running on the rocky mountain terrain when she was built for the plains. She began to groom her silky black legs to get the grit from them. She then worked her way up into her white pelt, cleaning herself thoroughly so that her pelt was glistening.
Whisper, after a long period of rest, padded down to the creek. She lapped up the cool water and dipped her paws in it. The icy water felt good on her hot, worn paw pads. She could smell the pack in the distance and knew she HAD to get there. Whisper was not one to give up easily. She rose to her paws, thirst quenched, stomach full(from a mouse), she began walking. This terrain would be much easier to work with, after all, it was built for her! She began at a mild pace and picked up to a run. The wind flashed in her face as her long raven colored legs propelled her across the ground. She let out a thrum of happiness, she felt so "at home" here. She was so close, for it was about time.
Whisper, after a long period of rest, padded down to the creek. She lapped up the cool water and dipped her paws in it. The icy water felt good on her hot, worn paw pads. She could smell the pack in the distance and knew she HAD to get there. Whisper was not one to give up easily. She rose to her paws, thirst quenched, stomach full(from a mouse), she began walking. This terrain would be much easier to work with, after all, it was built for her! She began at a mild pace and picked up to a run. The wind flashed in her face as her long raven colored legs propelled her across the ground. She let out a thrum of happiness, she felt so "at home" here. She was so close, for it was about time.
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