Redsand Canyon Watching As The Flames Get Higher

The tall shewolf gives a sigh and glides effortlessly into the deeper waters. Donovan watches her wordlessly as her beautifully white fur flows as she paddles through the water. The sunset staining her fur the color of a strawberry-lemonade drink, tipped with a slice of lemon in the side. He enjoys watching her swim and he does so until she stands in the shallows once more, basking in the sun just as he did earlier.

He stares at her for a moment, simply appreciating her and how she looks. Then he’s stalking towards her dangerously, head level with his back and tail curled tightly in anticipation. Then he pounces. If luck will allow it, he’ll be able to give her a little shove with his massive paws before he’s galavanting off again into the water. A light rumbling of laughter on his tongue as he does so.