Wapun Meadow Krummhorn

At the end of this day and for the next following few Nunataq would be caked in a layer of dried up mud, looking more like a parody of an armadillo than a teenage wolf. But beware anyone, who would try to tell her that this was not the coolest outfit ever!

She got up to her feet as well, gave a good head-to-toes look at Saucy and gave an appreciative nod. You have learned well, apprentice! This was the highest praise. Nuna would have come up with some other mischief to involve her new-found mud-buddy, but a call from Bearclaw valley drew her attention away.

Lunchtime!!! Nuna's face lit up and her tail began to wag excitedly. There was a little regret in leaving the lady now and this showed up in the quick apologetic look she shot her, before dashing away. Play was good, but she would kill for a zebra right now.

Thanks! Give Nuna a call, when you are in the town again. :)