Emberwood I broke free on a Saturday morning

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the bodega wolf finds herself travelling onward, though remaining stable and content in the local area, just traveling through the important landmarks. her pace is light and swift, a length trot gives her good pace to cover ground in hopes of finding something useful to fill her time with.

as she grows closer to the unaware man, the growing line of trees becomes more visible in her view. neon can't help but come a bit closer to the natural wall that separates outsiders like her and the others who remain inside of emberwood.

the mist is chilly this morning, and a foggy breath enters the air as it escapes her coal-black lips. though, as she pauses to catch her breath, she can see the shape of another out ahead of her. a friendly yip is called over, hoping she earns an invite to converse with them. her tail wags and the woman takes a few steps forward, hopeful.