Greatwater Lake Fortune Favors

The female without purpose found herself at a lost, unable to look away as the awe yawned over her muzzle. She had changed? In only the span of a few moments? She would not have believed such a thing were possible in so short a time. Yet the proof itself was difficult to ignore. Even from the depths of herself, she could feel the change, this startling evolution inspired by another. And he was glad for it. For it was in her growth that he believed his own existence mattered and found something purposeful to hold to. Her existence bringing purpose to another; she never would have though the like were possible had it not just transpired. Had he not been so grateful. Her ears drifted back as composure recalled her, returning her not to the full countenance of indifference, but to a state of ease relative to one that might have sat in the company of a packmate. “If I’m to be responsible for assisting in your enlightenment,” she assumed in but a whisper. “Perhaps I should know your calling… that I may remember it.”