Lost Creek Hollow cabela's camouflage cup

haha. I love camo! lol. I am wearing a burnt orange sweater that has camo on the side of the sleeves, the inside of the hood, and in a deer head pattern on the front, and then there's my cup. Hehe. Even my bedsheets are camo, the same pattern as on my cup.

He lifted his head when she barked. It was true he had almost passed her by, so absent did he wander. Even as he looked at her now he was not sure what to say or do. He was well aware of his temper, and even remembered the ferocious greeting he gave to his companions when they met him that night just inside the borders. His eyes were softened by guilt as they met her face, before his gaze drifted to her wagging tail.

His own also wagged, but slowly and without the upbeat enthusiasm he once had. He moved toward her, but absent from his steps was his usual bounce, and there was unclear purpose in the suddenly focused and purposeful way he moved. The white wolf drew near, and extended his muzzle toward her cheek.