Redhawk Caldera summer days wasting away

Frolic was picking at her dinner when the howl rose up in the evening air. She went rigid before eagerly looking at her folks, her expression pleading with them. She watched as they exchanged a look before Eljay rose to his feet. He said he would take her, if she finished her supper.

She promptly shoveled the rest of the scraps into her mouth, cheeks bulging like a chipmunk’s as she also bounded to all fours. Frolic began to run, though her father’s cry to slow down before she choked prompted her to grind to a halt. It took her several swallows to get down the gob in her mouth, after which she turned to give her dad a dewclaws up before facing forward and tearing off again.

SEAL!!! she hollered as she careened down the slope toward her friend and her mother. SEAL’S MOM! Frolic added, having forgotten her name. Hi! she called slightly less loudly as she dug her black heels into the earth to slow down and tackle-hug Seal.