Great Bear Wilderness Violets are blue

After wandering a few more feet, Dove halted and sat down - plopping herself in the soil and reaching with one hind paw to scratch at her neck and cheek, until she grew frustrated with this as well - and she was up again, shaking her pale (but dirty) fur. All this action caused a sweet scent to waft around her, but she wasn't aware of it herself; the scent of dirt was musty enough to cover it. Before long she was on her way again, prancing along without a care in the world - oblivious to the stranger watching her.