Firefly Ravine Leaving no stone unturned.

She watched in amusement as the pup splashed into the river, spraying her with water. She didn't mind, not really. Her dark fur attracted heat and sunlight like a magnet. Now that it was spring and warmer than before she sometimes swam to keep cool.

"Your mother does not have to hunt for me, I'm quite capable of catching my own. Thank you though," she told the pup sincerely as she shook out her damp fur. She didn't want to burden the young mother who she had met at the claiming howl. 

"I am Dura," she introduced with a play bow. She wondered where the young one's mother was and if she even knew her pup had wandered about, speaking to people who might not be as kind to the hybrid as she.