Dawnlark Plains XLVII

Saturday’s Sunset quietly paraded after Father, abreast with sister Sunrise, excited to be led outside the pack’s territory and into the wilds. She licked her chops in anticipation as her bright amber eyes scanned the foreign plains.

It is so vast, her spirit chimed. Indeed, the terrain was far different than their home.

Her nostrils flared and took in all the scents. Her ears twitched as she listened. Then, she began to walk a bit more carefully.