Horizon Ridge Touch my nose to the foam

The time that had passed since she’d joined Horizon Ridge felt well-spent to the pale-furred female. Already she believed that she was accomplishing a great deal more than she had in Neverwinter Forest. She was glad to be in the company of other wolves who seemed willing enough to socialize and bond with each other. The hunt that had taken place the other day had left Bambi feeling confident in her decision to join the Ridge. It would not be a mistake like joining Neverwinter Forest had been.

Early morning found the ivory woman trotting along the well-worn path that would lead her onto the beach’s sands. It had become somewhat of a ritual for Bambi to visit the seaside at the beginning of every day. The ocean had a calming effect on her; it invigorated her, and motivated her to be productive with her day. Soon enough the sounds of the waves and wind reached her ears, and she trudged carefully through the sand.

Keeping Pied’s advice about Blackfish in mind, Bambi scanned the surf for any sign of black fins. Seeing none, however, she felt it was safe to draw near the water’s edge, and so she did. Just as she was able to wet her paws did she notice another wolf a little distance away. Drawing a deep breath, she inhaled the other female’s scent before issuing a sharp bark in hopes of retrieving her attention.

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