a soft rainfall, pattering on the muddy banks of the river, drowned out the sound of the water's movement. as shallow as it was, the river had few melodies of its own to sing. the current was slow but the nutrient-rich soil blotted the water with colour, obscuring all but the minnows that flashed near the surface before diving back down into the murk. apart from the gentle ripple of motion, the grey sky's reflection was otherwise perfect. when the variegated wolf moved along the banks, his frame was hardly distorted.
he drew closer to gaze down into his own reflection. light waves caused his expression to jig, and as if in an attempt to please him, presented some semblance of a smile before the rippled moved onward, and the stoic expression returned. unmoved, haruto drifted from the water's edge, and redirected his attention to the plants that grew along the banks.
useful plants, here. he lingered among the reeds, sniffing and inspecting, as comfortable in the drizzle as a duck. water trickled down his spine, but he did not shudder. now and again, he nibbled at a leaf, scrabbled at the wet mud with a paw and chewed a root. on the opposite bank, a raccoon did the same. neither batted an eye across the riverbed, as if it presented some sort of truce, allowing them to scavenge together in peace.
he drew closer to gaze down into his own reflection. light waves caused his expression to jig, and as if in an attempt to please him, presented some semblance of a smile before the rippled moved onward, and the stoic expression returned. unmoved, haruto drifted from the water's edge, and redirected his attention to the plants that grew along the banks.
useful plants, here. he lingered among the reeds, sniffing and inspecting, as comfortable in the drizzle as a duck. water trickled down his spine, but he did not shudder. now and again, he nibbled at a leaf, scrabbled at the wet mud with a paw and chewed a root. on the opposite bank, a raccoon did the same. neither batted an eye across the riverbed, as if it presented some sort of truce, allowing them to scavenge together in peace.
September 16, 2024, 07:59 PM
Wulfwynn knew she must look crazy happily frolicking through the rain like she was, she had always heard the rain outside her kennel but had never felt its pitter patter touch before. She lifted her head to the cloudy sky, wide-eyed wonder alit in her eyes as the rain came down. The storm was a gentle one, a caress on the forest as it quelled the land's thirst.
She continued on her way through the wilderness, though, took a moment to leap into mud puddles merrily whenever the chance presented herself. Wulfwynn was on a quest, this journey of self discovery as she shaped herself into the wolf she was inside. She couldn't diddle dally, the call was impatient to get Wulfwynn on her way and so was the wildling herself.
As she meandered and explored the valley, her gaze suddenly caught a stark white form in the treeline. It was by the river nearby, she couldn't see the wolf's face but based on how taut like a string his muscles were, it must be a very intent expression. He was fiddling with the foliage at the river's bed, for what reason, Wulfwynn didn't know but it made her curious.
She padded forward, dragging her fluffy body through the wet underbrush of a thicket. Leaves, twigs and more tangled itself in her pelt but Wulfwynn hardly noticed or cared. "Hello there, river wolf! I am a friend!" Wulfwynn announced, wanting to present herself as not a threat. "I'm Wulfwynn!"
She continued on her way through the wilderness, though, took a moment to leap into mud puddles merrily whenever the chance presented herself. Wulfwynn was on a quest, this journey of self discovery as she shaped herself into the wolf she was inside. She couldn't diddle dally, the call was impatient to get Wulfwynn on her way and so was the wildling herself.
As she meandered and explored the valley, her gaze suddenly caught a stark white form in the treeline. It was by the river nearby, she couldn't see the wolf's face but based on how taut like a string his muscles were, it must be a very intent expression. He was fiddling with the foliage at the river's bed, for what reason, Wulfwynn didn't know but it made her curious.
She padded forward, dragging her fluffy body through the wet underbrush of a thicket. Leaves, twigs and more tangled itself in her pelt but Wulfwynn hardly noticed or cared. "Hello there, river wolf! I am a friend!" Wulfwynn announced, wanting to present herself as not a threat. "I'm Wulfwynn!"
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