Greatwater Lake the vagrant rover life

She laps at the water until she feels the swell of her belly, lifting her head so that water drips from her muzzle. The first thing she notices as she turns around, tongue halfway across her lips, is the ragged looking wolfdog to one side and the sudden words of someone familiar to her right. Her ears fall back against her head and she turns to see King not too far off either. Had she been so distracted she didn’t notice either presence before now? Green eyes narrow in thought but she does not linger on it, nor does she know what to say, and instead offers an awkward chuckle to break the silence.

“Hey?” she offers with a tilt of her head, taking a step or two closer to king before she looks back to their terrified company.