Sunset Valley Mask Off

Me neither, she shared, one ear splaying at his followup question. I’ve smelled it, though. I didn’t like it. But that was a long time ago. A lot has changed. So, sure, Masque agreed, blowing out a breath, why not? Let’s go see the sea.

A smile flickered over her face before falling into slack lines. Part of her thrilled at the idea of changing scenery, while another still balked at the entire notion of leaving the rise behind. Masque might regret it, though she suspected she would regret it more if she didn’t.

It’s time, she declared softly, long tail giving a single decisive lash, to get a little perspective.

Forcing her quavering legs to move, she pointed her snout in the same direction the gull had gone. She trudged at first, though quickly picked up into a steady trot, glancing sideways and matching her pace with Riley’s.

By the time she found the courage to glance back, Redtail Rise had already disappeared into the distance behind them.