Otter Creek Outside tripping in the broken city

The water, refreshing at first, was beginning to bite at the tip of Pallas' toes. She regarded Dark silently, and it was clear from her expression she was going through the full ranges of inward judgment. He looked like a liability, and Pallas hated liabilities. In the abstract, she did love an easy meal and he looked like the type that would be easily discouraged or chased off of any catch he made.

With a final swish of her tail that sent ripples up the creek she heaved herself upward, puling up the bank in a sopping and sodden mess. The water outpoured from her fur and lent her a somewhat gaunt aspect, dribbling down her splayed legs and pooling by her webbed feet. "Fine, but you go in front." She conceded, casting Koda a furtive glance to see if he was coming.

But he was not -- and neither was the other wolf. With a shrug Pallas continued down the riverbank, savoring the cool lap of water that tickled between her toes.

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