Moonstone Quarry o, chanda

i am good to continue!

a vision in gold appeared, long snout lowering toward the pool for a drink.

he chuffed at her in greeting, brows furrowing, intrigued. she was wolfish enough, but different, too; she was more like the dogs of various stripes he had encountered in his life.

her fur was liquid sunshine, beaming in the moonlight.

good evening, aditya called out, though he did not move. a beautiful evening, too, hai na?