Horizon Ridge Black honey

The instant her companion mentioned seeing something, Spur's attention snapped in that direction. Her heart jumped into her throat. Was it her daddy? She squinted but saw nothing. Lips pursed and brow knitted ever so slightly, she glanced back at the pale girl. She had started moving and Spur had no choice but to blink and then shuffle after her, her legs feeling a little wobbly and weak from all the physical and emotional exertions these past several hours.

As they strode unknowingly toward the seaside, Larkspur suddenly wondered about her new acquaintance's name. She wanted to ask but found her tongue sticking to the roof of her mouth, her nervous shyness holding her back. Instead, she let out a breath and followed silently in the other wolf's wake, all the while keeping an eye out for any sign of Mordecai's familiar face.