Every Lasting Breath [AW]

This ground was new to her, each surrounding aspect foreign and odd. Her old land was not apart of this that she was now upon. She did not mind, a new land meant she would be able to find new food. The very thought sent a flare through her stomach; she was hungry. A deep breath exited from her lungs, brown eyes exploring the vast terrain in front of her. Sounds of a river soothed through the air, and soon enough her wandering paws led her forth to the body of water.

Her coral-colored tongue licked at her maw, the idea of fishing entering her mind- but she also wanted to get a feel of the land first. The air was slightly cool, and no doubt the water would be a bit chilly. Lourdes would not let that frighten her off, and she took the last few steps closer the the river, watching it.