Duck Lake We were only looking forward

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She'd been nibbling away for a while when motion caught her eye. For a moment when he came into her field of vision, she thought he might try to do what she feared -- to steal from her greedy self. A slight ripple ran through her guard hairs, but she continued to eat, to dissect the gopher for the best tasting of parts. But no, he was moving on to a section of shore a little distance away. Myth relaxed. False alarm.

However, she wasn't exactly going to give him a chance to change his mind. Soon, all that was left were some tufts of fur and the stomach contents, neither of which were particularly appetizing. Dragging her tongue along her lips, she yawned, stood up and peered over at the darkish male. The fact he hadn't interfered, and in fact stayed away made her curious, so she had to go and investigate. Besides, maybe he knew something about this region -- give her some pointers of what losers to avoid and all that.

Myth sauntered towards him, paws pointed along the thin border where the water licked the earth. Woofing quietly once she was within a handful of yards, she stepped into the water as well, dragging her feet through the low water for a few strides. She watched for his response -- what kind of wolf was he? Serious? Playful? Ready to bite her face off for even coming near? Well, if she had to pick out of those, she'd prefer the second one. Myth was, after all, only just past puphood herself, and as such was quite open to games.