Cricket Creek Bog Friends in Short Supply

Shalon agreed with the slight nod of her head, the ground getting slightly firmer underpaw. "You ever thought of having pups one day?" It was a rather off handed question, one she hadn't really put any thought into. Shalon herself couldn't answer her own question. Sure she wanted a pup or two oneday, put she knew that there would probably never be anyone around long enough for her to actually consider mating with. That is if Aspen and Alder even gave anyone else permission after this years swarm.

Shalon peered over her shoulder and followed Freya's lead, sticking to the grass as best she could. She didn't mind the mud, but it was draining her stamina pretty bad. She could feel the pants in her voice.