Moonspear Running Start

Her vision was blurred as both of the wolves ran between the trees. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth. Frost enjoyed being part of this pack already. Part of a new family. At least she hoped. This was fun. 
Floki seemed to be enjoying this also. Frost was impressed as he jumped over a fallen tree. She grinned at him, as if to say 'Nice!' Or something like that. 
Blue, green, brown. Colors whizzed past Frost. The wind ruffling her fur, her tongue lolled out. This is what it always was like. Paws thudded the forest floor. Her paw steps were light, as if running on a fluffy cloud. Graceful as she ran. Floki was doing good too, his sandy tinged legs scouring the forest. Her tail wavered in the air, flowing like a flag.  The sky looked ever so vibrant, a brilliant shade of blue. It was partially hidden by the standing trees. Frost wove between them, agility in her favor.