Walk | Talk | Think
The path down from the prairie to the beach was familiar to both of them, and the silence between them was companionable. Every once in a while Anais let her yellow-gold eyes travel up and over at her best friend and felt the edges of her lips draw upward in half-hidden smiles around the prairie dog she carried between her teeth. It was so enjoyable just to be around him, to know that no matter the duties he carried and however busy they kept him - particularly now that Voltage had a family that seemed to wholly distract him at times - he still made time for her. It was especially flattering to know that despite all that he had had time enough to notice her hunting skill and actually find it exemplary enough to promote her beyond where she had expected to stay in the ranks. The golden brown hunter was not at all sure when the surprise of that would fade, if it ever would.
Eventually the grasses gave way to dark, obsidian sand, and the little, newly promoted wolf traipsed alongside Glacier as they padded to the pack's central den and the cache that was kept stocked with quick meals. Needing no prompting, she trotted forward and lowered her head to set the plump little prairie dog down with the rest, standing back for a second to admire her small contribution before she turned again and offered the midnight blue wolf an eager smile accompanied by a compulsory tail wag. "Yep," she answered, though she was not entirely sure for what. They were going to have walk, right? Along the beach, maybe, since they were here now? The offer he gave her was presented with more options than she had originally been counting on, but she still felt set on the initial suggestion. "I think a walk would be good," she answered, her tone half questioning just to be sure it would be alright with him, which she figured it would be. He never left something up to her unless he was really okay with either option. "We can talk better if we walk too," she added.
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