Summer breeze

It was the start of a wonderful day. It was summer, and she was now nearly two months old. She was big enough that her parents allowed her a little more freedom, and just in time too! With the beach open to the wolves of Donostrea again for the first time in a season, she was more then ready to make the most of her summer.

The clean up was well underway, and the beach was everything she had dreamed of it being. Her father had told her she could pick out a den on the beach to use for play purposes (she still had to sleep in the family den with her parents – their trust only went so far) and she wanted to convince Mortar to move out of his den and into a new one on the beach, that's where all the exciting things happened. It also meant, that the two of them could search for their dens together! It was something entertaining, that didn't involve trouble, Mortar was sure to agree! Of course, she would surely be able to find them both trouble after a little while of searching, she had to keep things interesting.

With this in mind she searching along the Prairie for Tar, keeping an eye out on the path to his den. She wasn't surprised to find him there at home, as she strolled on through the entryway and peeked inside. “Tar! Come on, the beach awaits us!” she called triumphantly.