Whitefish River le sigh

Syrma certainly had to agree. Everyone else was just out of their minds these days. It only sounded so bad, and she was so frustrated that it felt like only they saw it this way--and that they faced opposition for not rolling over and accepting everything just because they were told it was for the best! She couldn't see what the appeal was, so went on ahead with a hearty nod--they were the only ones without puppy brain, it seemed. Anyway, she too was eager to shake off the funk of this all and just do anything else. It didn't even need to be much.

Yes! she chirped to the idea of exploring, which was decidedly an upgrade to her walk suggestion, and one she would embrace wholeheartedly. Without another word, she was bounding after her twin, ready for something new and different--whatever it may be, so long as it wasn't pups. Before long, hopefully all those stormy thoughts would be faraway and somewhere else. For now, they could focus on each other and their explorations, which sounded very good to her.

yess always <3