Lake Rodney vienna

hoping for a spree, but doesn't have to be, anyone welcomed!

The lake was stunning. Wildflowers in bloom brushed along her legs and underside. Sycamores loomed with shade to provide if one wished.

She hoped she would find something of use here. A plant, a meal, a face. She would accept any of them — and as she looked over the area, she figured it shouldn't be too hard to find any here.

A low summoning sound escaped her voice. Hopeful to beckon the attention of any nearby. Wolves were social creatures, after all.