Just a Peek

Walk | Talk | Think

Without any apparent purpose, Aurora traveled across the prairie. She carried herself with confidence, a faint smile set within her soft, round features, while her dark blue ears stood erect and her tail waved like a banner above her haunches. Today was a good day. There was no particular reason for it - nothing truly exciting had happened to set it apart from any other day - but it was still a good day nonetheless. And she had hopes that it would get better.

Her mood was cheery as she strode along, as if she was off on some mission that only she knew about. Which was rather close to the truth. Though she looked like she was just out for nothing more than a walk, there were other thoughts roaming about within her young mind. For a couple months now, she and her sister had been confined to the Algoma Prairie, restricted to this one location even though she recalled clearly that they had once slept somewhere else. The cave at the beach called to her, as did the beach itself, but for some reason no one seemed to go there anymore, even though they were all big enough not to be scared of the water.

Well, Rory had grown quite a bit since she had been dragged here to the prairie, big enough she figured that she could at least go peek at the place without a grown up hovering over her shoulder. And if she walked in that direction like she had every right to be there, who really would question her? With those devious thoughts in mind, thoughts that further curved her smile wider the closer she got to her target, the blue-coated pup continued to march toward the border, intent upon getting a peek at the beach her family had abandoned.