Emberwood my strength doubles twice

the soft nip of ghost's beak at the base of her left ear lets jr know that she's not alone. she knows, now, that it means there is another. steps slow and nostrils flare in the hopes that the stranger might be upwind of her. she turns her head in the direction that ghost gives a little assertive tug of her nape and her golden gaze falls upon the burnished woman.

for a moment, jr's heart skips a beat.

she hadn't expected running into her ... about as much as she expected the once leader of the rise to just leave.

a soft flutter of her ears towards her skull; half mast. a breathy, nearly soundless whine leaves jr's lips; tail giving a soft, amiable wag of her tail.

it was good to see a familiar face.