Golden Glade Dance

Doing threads in any sort of order is for nerds

Skydance stuck one slim foreleg into the hole, reaching to see how far she'd have to dig.  It seemed pretty much like forever -- geez these critters could sure build a hole!  Yeah, better to just come back later on this one, the earth was probably pretty hard too.  Retrieving her limb, she stared into the depths a bit more, and that's when the guy approaching announced his presence.  Oh!  Hum.

She stood up and shook the dirt and snow out of her pelt before turning to face him.  Skydance did her best to look presentable, as had been taught -- you could only ruin others' opinion of you by looking slovenly.  At least from here, he seemed friendly enough, so she responded with a wag of her own tail and a few steps forward to meet him partway.

Good day to you, she said with a polite bob of her head.  Skydance seemed to be of pretty good cheer, maybe because the decision to just stop caring about some things was pretty freeing at the moment.  This guy seemed to carry the scents of a number of wolves -- had another pack appeared here?  There was only the one when she was here last. It'd be good to find out -- then maybe it might be worth considering staying in the area instead of returning.  Asking outright without allowing for him to return the greeting would be pretty ill-mannered, though, and if she wanted information it'd probably be best she was on reasonably good behavior instead of throwing things to the wind.