Redsand Canyon Hope

She gives delightful little shivers as he made his way down, her gaxe watching him with unhidden excitement. Then he was gone, just as she had done to him. Karma is a bitch. 

The golden she-wolf rolled fluidly onto her side to eye Donovan, ears pinning back for a milisecond as the water splashes around her. She gets to her feet, lean body striding over to look down at the male swimming around. "I wish I could join you. I do not know how to swim." Auriel settled down to lay on the rock-surface, front paws dangling off of the ledge as she observed his muscular form drifting in the clear water.