Heron Lake Plateau Good morning sunshine

Maiken was not a wolf that liked water. It was cold and well wet. It clung to you and weighed you down. perhaps she was so used to being light, that when heavy it caused panic to press upon her chest.

Though there was something to be said of the things that lay in the mire beneath. Those with teeth and fins and dead eyes.

observing with wise eyes she waited and watched. Seeing that teh other wolf caught nothing, she finally did approach.

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