Broken Boulder no, i never sold my soul

continue to skip me, i will post sporadically and/or when needed!

before she gets to her destination, she’s lifted off the ground. her mouth opens and where she might have squeaked, she gives only breathless protest. her head spins a little too fast from the movement and the bouncing makes everything worse. slowly, she closes her eyes and tries to keep herself grounded to fight the now added motion sickness.
 
the moment her feet touch the ground, she clings to the soil. the lick from delight is soothing, a little, but she’s much more thankful that she’s not moving. a tremble takes over, though and she tries to stagger back toward the closest wolf to offer warmth.