Whitefish River Oh, I've been dreamin' 'bout it

@Vonnaruil

She felt stronger. It has been a while now since she had taken her training with Ira seriously. With no change in her diet, Reiko was perhaps leaner than she was previously - if that was even possible, which seem to be possible in the end. Hidden under her pelt, whatever fat she had in reserve had gone. Ribs jutted from her skin, but thankfully it was hidden under her thick pelt. She looked taller from how lean her legs were, how her body easily tucked itself in - but if she was to be honest, he felt stronger.

Tired.

But stronger. 

Today she would allow her body to rest for the first time since she last spoke to Ira. Tomorrow she would approach the constable and ask for the next step in her training. There was no time to waste, she had to get something more than just some running done before Speedy's litter came to the world. Licking her run down pads, she cleaned them as preparation for the marigold paste she had previously prepared by crushing it between rocks. 

Sitting in her ever growing garden, surrounded by medicinal and perfumed flowers, the woman was painting perfect as she tended to her paws, carefully licking one in preparation. Back straight, paw daintily pointed as she focused on the task at hand.