This whole new world

Motif had spent a little bit of time outside the pack well she considered the position Bass had offered her. She had made her decision now of course and would challenge her brother for the right to rule beside him either this day or the next, but in the meanwhile she wanted to walk the territory she was becoming to know and call home. She didn't know its wolves too well, except perhaps Harmony, Mira and Vendetta. Perhaps she ought to spend more time with the rest of them, challenge a few of them to spars and the like, she seriously enjoyed the sport and seemed to try to get herself into a spar whenever the opportunity arose. Today however she would enjoy the lake, the sun was just right upon its surface and the whole body of water was alive in a golden glow.



The wild girl would start with a jog but before she knew it she was outright running, her pace matching the flight of an eagle before she reached the raised edge and threw herself forward. With a shortly howled cry she hit the surface and the consequential waves threw up about her as she kicked back to the surface and tossed her head with a laugh.