Soft like a bunny

She wandered through the muddy knolls, her purple eyes on the horizon as she tried to spy the perfect vantage point. She knew that there was a super tall hill around here somewhere, one that allowed her to look over all the rest. Mercy let out a huff as she tried to remember, her gaze narrowing slightly. It was around here somewhere... Ah! She smirked, picking up her pace to a lope as she made her way to the peak of the hill. As soon as she reached the top she sat on the very top of the knoll, her elongated tail curling around her form. It was nice to be able to see all around her, and the girl let out a heavy sigh. It was nice to be alone for a bit, she had been growing so bored that she had been forcing herself to find things to do, otherwise she grew far to irritable. She generally liked her alone time, but as she ran out of things to think of, she longed for the company of others. Maybe that's why she had found herself surrounded by pups recently... Generally Mercy didn't care for the little gremlins, in fact she usually tried her hardest to avoid them. But as of late, she actually started to like the smallish wolves. Lykos was pretty cool, he was like a mini adult, and Dagger, well, she was really funny. That girl had such a strong imagination, it made her long for the days when she had thought like that. Even Illie... While she was a snotty little brat, at least she was trying to learn how to fight. Mercy slowly shook her head back and forth, flopping to her belly and resting her black marked face on her forelimbs. Perhaps she was growing soft...

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