Whitefish River And I see fire, hollowing souls,

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Nutmeg had been looking for bigger mud puddle (preferably a mud ocean, it would be glorious) when she'd found herself pulled in a direction that lead elsewhere. She wasn't consciously sure why, she just did. There was a lot of stuff she just tuned out and outright ignored, so randomly going a direction that seemed good was a lot more subconscious recognition than otherwise might have been for some other pup.

She'd crossed the path of her mother, and thus, she ambled along until she spotted her and someone else up ahead and crept closer to investigate, staying in the shadow a of a bush as she watched, dropping on her stomach to lay in the darkness like an alert border collie. What was going on here? Was that another kid? She couldn't see too well through the adults' legs. But she'd hang out and watch because why not, she was curious.