Meadowlark Prairie Here I am…. A tumbleweed.

Despite only knowing each other for a short time, Dwin had kindly offered Cassidy a place to rest, and food. What a kind wolf, he thought, and accepted her offer. “That would be amazing.” He smiled, eager to follow behind Dwin.

His new life’s age entire had gotten off on a great start. He hoped that the rest of it would go this well, but nothing always lasts forever. 

Such a shrimpie post. :D It’s what my mind could conjure up.