Hushed Willows by the color tv glow

Of course, the mention of food piqued her interest, even if Spur felt like she barely had any energy left. She nodded her head, then immediately shifted gears and began shaking it in response to his question. "I dunno," she admitted. She didn't think there was, though she hadn't actually spent much time exploring the territory. Larkspur tended to hunker down in The Crook and watch time (and wolves) pass her by more often than not, especially lately.

The idea that there might be, though, put a bit of pep in her. Nothing would ever compare to Lost Creek Hollow but she missed the territory's namesake landmark more than anything and would love to discover something similar around here. Slowly, the pup rose onto all fours to indicate she was ready to accompany Mordecai wherever he led her.