take it day by day

The roar of the river as it crashed around her was calming. You'd think it wouldn't, but it was - she couldn't explain why if asked, though. And so she dozed, by the edge of the river, her head buried in the crook of her paws, blocking her face from getting sprayed with the cool water. The rest of her got sprayed, though, and it was such a nice feeling - which was also surprising, since you'd think she'd want to be dry after so many days of rain. Unfortunately, the days of rain relinquished their grasp to the burning sun that just beat down on her mercilessly. Thus, a cool spray was more than a relief.

She couldn't hear much witht he rapid, but she could smell - and at that moment, a very familiar scent came drifting into her nose, buried though it was in her fur. Lifting her head, she blinked blurrily towards the source - and found a Lark slowly laying down several meters away. She frowned slightly; he ahdn't seemed to notice her at all. That was odd, especially with their proximity. He may have been 20 or 30 feet away but... that was nothing at all to a wolf's nose.

"Hey, find your own spot to sleep!" she called out, twisting her body around so she was facing Lark. "This river is mine!" Her drowsiness was pretty clear, but so was her teasing tone, and she he look at her he would find her tail beating on the ground behind her to a slowly and gentle rhythm in greeting.

"Speech"
"Language"