The Tangle dog heaven is squirrel hell

it felt unnatural to stay in one place. saarthal wasn't quite sure why given that she'd pretty much spent the entire first year of her life in one place but now...it was just strange. almost unnatural. a persistent itching sensation crawled down her pelt, digging and scratching until she was on the verge of tearing herself apart to get it out. and she was bored. immensely bored. pack life was full of things to do, sure, but it still left her infinitely bored.

saarthal found herself wandering. absentmindedly, at first, but when she caught a whiff of a too-familiar scent, she perked up and began tracking down her trail. it didn't take long and soon, the ashy girl caught sight of her friend, alone and doing..god knows what. "mallaidh!" saarthal whispered-yelled, as if afraid of getting caught. a lopsided grin tugged at the corner of her lips and she scurried closer, aiming to plant a kiss on mallaidh's crown. "what're you up to?"