Bitterroot Valley tragische

The malguk met his gaze confidently as she waited to see if he would accept her request. Honestly, she wasn't even sure what had gotten into her; she didn't do things like this with strangers usually, aside from one particular lone wolf, but she was looking for an escape from her inner torment, and running across the plains with this male seemed like a good way to do that.

To her surprise, he eventually agreed, turning and away from the glacier as he issued a chuff. Once he began moving, she trotted to his side, ready to match whatever speed he offered. Soon, they were both sprinting across the valley, and Taki couldn't help answering her competitive streak as she pushed to go faster than the wolf at her side. Her muscles responded easily to her urging, used to her frequent mountain climbing and exploring, and she soon darted in front of the ashen male, shooting him a challenging grin as she passed and hoping he wouldn't make things easy for her.