Two Rivers Isle To be safe

Perhaps others would find a wet pelt to be annoying, but for a dark-pelted big female like Malice in the summer, it was quite refreshing. Yes, it dragged her down a bit and made her look scruffy, but she couldn't help but feel good. Far away from her sorrows, far away from the places and wolves she so despised and instead surrounded by family and friends in a beautiful land to call their own. Perhaps only once in her life had she been this happy-and that was whenever Avalon and her had looked at the stars. She hadn't forgotten about the Moonlit Wolves though, never could she, and she wondered how they were doing.

Rubbing her scent on almost everything she could find and peeing whenever she felt necessary, she joined her companion in marking the borders. It was true that there was silent at first, but it was not the unpleasant kind. But she also didn't find it to be ruined by Aeronwyn speaking up and asking something.

They are doing quite well despite the long journey. Malice answered with a smile on her muzzle. Even Pyro, the little thing, is doing just fine. They are a strong litter, I can tell. Malice praised her kids. Though now she found herself curious. How have you find traveling with us?