Big Salmon Lake in the corner with the scarlet letter

OMG URSORITEIMSOEXCITED<3<3

A storm was coming. Finley could taste it in the wind; the air was thick with it. While that might send others running to their dens, it was like a whistle beckoning to the fiesty Blackthorn to come out and play. She absolutely loved storms. The harsher the better. It had been many years (omh my dog just laid her head across both of my hands forgive myt poor spelling_ since the day she had seen her first funnel cloud, but every storm since then she had been out fighting the rain and wind, forcing her way through to a good vantage point where she could watch the sky and wait to see that incredible sight again thank god my dog moved.

Fin didn't think this storm would be good enough to cause a tornado, but she wasw still a fan of watching the lightning streak across the sky and getting to howl along to the thunder as though it were the bassline to her melody. She trotted merrily along the riverbank, eager to make her way to the lake before the rain began. It was the perfect place for her song. The patter of rain drops upon the surface of the water would add a nice timpani. She'd have herself a veritable symphony by the time she was done.

But that's when something distracted her from her plans completely. It seemed she was not the only wolf prepping for a lakeside show that day. Fin stepped up to the water's edge, watching him all the while. He was a rather handsome thing. Tall, muscular, pretty-faced (from what she could see of it). His colouration was not a unique one, but Fin didn't mind. If he kept wagging that tail of his, showing off that bum, she'd forgive him all sorts of things.

"Hot day, huh.." Fin commented casually, eager to see what was going to come of this interaction.

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