Hoshor Plains No Time Left To Breathe

Kivi trotted through the great golden sea of grass, stretching her muscles. She came to a stop and began to walk towards an incredibly small creek to take a drink. A calm breeze blew by making the grass dance in the winds. It was a lovey night with the stars reflecting off the creek water. Kivi sat allowing the breeze to shift her fur and help cool her off from her run.

Slowly Kivi brought her stumped tail around so that she was able to see it.  She had made the decision right then and there that she would use this tail as a form of strength.  It would simply be another battle scar to show off, instead of something that brought her down. The wolfess wondered how the Spine was doing recently.  She had not caused trouble for them for some time now, and would have to make sure to pay them a visit in the future.  After all, causing trouble for that pack was her favorite hobby.