Totoka River violet

neon's summer trip was going to be coming to a close soon. her heart was full from her visit back home to her family. it seems they've done well without her. she's somehow become an auntie for MANY mewling and squealing puppies, though the girl is quite happy about the new title she holds.

while many wished for her to stay, the vagabond nature of her soul still called for her return to the wilds. and so, the noble had left behind her family once more, this time, with words of love exchanged between them.

if anyone could read her aura, perhaps all they would see is something pink, warm, and radiant from her stark white coat. well, it was white. now it's soaking wet and probably a bit muddy too. 

downstream from the diligent fisher is the large girl, hopping about the delta and splashing in the water with a burst of bubbly and joyous laughter escaping her lips. a roll here and there in the water as droplets and sand fly through the air. and for a moment, while on her back and looking upstream, neon can see the girl.

a loud yip to her (still on her back as the girl is too lazy to get up) invites her over to talk, perhaps even play if the noble is lucky enough to earn such an interaction with a stranger.