Stavanger Bay beats made of bongos and shakers

@Dalia!

Saucy was out for a midday patrol, the sun was high above the titan trees and splotched the ground she walked on. Snowy white paws slipped into the pools of light whenever she could find them, the warmth they provided wasn’t much but it was some sort of comfort from the winter winds. Her eyes were on the ground before her, her nose trained on chinks in the armor, places that needed remarking. She paused to piss at the base of a particularly tall sequoia, if not to remark a fading border than because she had been eating a lot of snow along the way and it melted in her stomach.

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