Moonspear informal disco

It rained early in the day, leaving the world shiny and wet. Galaxy waited it out beneath her favorite spruce, then emerged once the shower passed. She made her way to the same stream her mother had shown her recently, dipping her slender muzzle down for a drink. As she lapped, the water rippled, distorting her reflection. But when she withdrew to lick the moisture from her chops, she found herself gazing into her own mismatched eyes, which looked very bright against the backdrop of her startlingly sunken face.

Before she could think of how to react to the image, footsteps caused Galaxy to turn her head. When a lithe black she-wolf appeared, the pup squinted and tipped her snout to draw in a scent. "Hi, Hydra," she said once she made an identification, her tail lowering and wiggling slightly. When she noticed the food, her tail slowed, then stopped.