Totoka River of course they were saints, but only by a hair

he nodded, offering her a wan smile before pressing his paws into the sand and lengthening his stride into a quick lope that would carry him toward the shimmering body of water. the tang of salt was in the air, and his heart soared with the possibility that they might find her small tracks upon the beach, but they would be returning to the plateau upon the following day.

we must also find shelter. it was not practical to believe they would return home this eve, and he set his eyes to scanning the foliage roundabout them for a suitable place.

<style type="text/css">.lashertop {color:#120801; font-family:georgia; width:498px; background-image:url('http://oi45.tinypic.com/f4mx44.jpg'); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-color:#585f5f; border:1px solid #000000; border-top:none; padding-top:200px; margin:auto; border-bottom:none;}.lasherbottom {background-image:url('http://oi50.tinypic.com/2m3p5dk.jpg'); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:bottom center; padding-bottom:200px;}.lashertop p {text-indent:25px; padding:0px 5px;}.lashertop b {color:#0c231b; font-weight:normal; text-shadow:0px 0px 5px #87b5a5;}</style>