Swamp princess
Venturing far from the den was indeed a crime in the puppy world, though being the fearless child she was, it was the least of her worries. Besides, she had done it before, and got away with it as well, so it wouldn't hurt to do it again. Already, the Gulley was becoming a bit boring, for the adventurous girl desired to see more. It seemed she was never satisfied with her surroundings, taking the shapes and colours that some will never see for granted. She just couldn't get enough of exploring, hence her plan to travel across the entire continent over the course of her life, and if she was to be successful, she had to start young. However, she couldn't run away. As much as she wanted to, there was something that was holding her back - an emotion or force inside of her. What was it? Why didn't it want her to leave? If only she could find out what it was, and stop it from stopping her. Anyway, she didn't have the energy to travel as far as she would have liked to, though at least she could see the Gulley gradually thinning ahead. Her green paws ached as she held back a wail for her mother. The trusted woman wasn't with her, of course, and would probably ground the pup if she found out she had wandered so far from the den. Besides, she wanted to get away from her family, so here she was, away from them. Glancing around with positivity alighting her features, she bounded towards the swamplands, having never seen such an area before. At this rate, it was enough to keep her busy over the remaining season before she would have to venture in another direction or see what was beyond the bog.
Paws slowly squelched in the warm muck as she made her way through the marsh. The stinking air was damp and stuffy, making her nose wrinkle in disgust. "Ewww!" she groaned as she lifted a limb to inspect the slop slipping from her paw. "What is this stuff?" Trudging at a disappointing pace, she began to doubt her decision of exploring in the first place. She couldn't get anywhere, especially when she started sinking and had to waste all of her energy to scramble higher through the muck. Occasionally, she lost her balance and slipped, thus splashing her face into the water. What a mess she had become; her mother would definitely suspect her of going in forbidden places. Maybe she could find a clean stream or creek to rinse off afterwards, but as of the current moment, she continued to frolic through the swamp while getting covered in reeking slop.
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Faite was beyond happy to be home. Ever since running into her uncle, Castiel, her life had took a drastic turn for the better. All that searching for her family had finally come to and end. She could be at home with her siblings and her parents and everything was downright peachy. Now, without the added hassle of looking for them, she had absolutely nothing to do. Sure she could catch up with her siblings and laze about the estuary but that didn't sound like her idea of fun at all. Of course she wasn't happy about the idea of being trapped in the estuary. First of all it wasn't the same as where she'd been born and two... well the birds were rather annoying to her. Their incessant cries had already begun to get on her nerves. Perhaps it was because she was irritated there were intruders in her home that made her irritable with the estuary but regardless she knew she had to get away from it. She wouldn't be gone long. This was probably the farthest south she'd been in a long time. At first it had been kind of nice to be away. That was before the scenery started changing towards something more foul and disgusting. The terrain she now found herself in was rather wet and mucky and it wasn't long before her paws started sticking in the mud and her progress slowed. Her nose wrinkled at the idea of the bath she'd have to take later to get all of this out of her fur. The sound of a voice caught her attention and her ears pricked forward towards the noise as she tried to determine where it came from. Bi-colored gaze searched the area till she spotted where it had come from. There she saw a green and black kid floundering in the muck So she lifted her legs up high and did her best to get to the other wolf as quickly as possible (which honestly wasn't very fast) but she eventually made it over to her. Her tail waved softly at the younger girl and she offered a warm smile. Faite had always liked kids. It reminded her of when she and her siblings had been younger. "Whatcha doing all the way out here by yourself? It's a bit gross here." Walk, "Talk" Think |