hit me with your best shot
08-17-2016, 07:31 PM
Being a large creature with thick black fur wasn't exactly fun when summer rolled around. And so far, this summer had been especially hot with its lack of rain. Ricochet was sick of doing more panting than regular breathing, so she retreated north for a bit of relief. After a day and a half of walking, here she was. Cool air all around her and tall evergreen trees providing lots of welcome shade. Perfect.
Ricochet sighed a bit and shook out her ebony coat as she settled down on a nice, flat patch of stone. She shifted her weight and splayed her hind legs out to one side as she lounged, stretching her front legs out in front of her and parting her jaws in a nice, big yawn. She didn't hesitate to make the yawn vocal, letting out a long throaty sound of relief that ended in a little grumble as she looked all around her. The young woman had never been here before. Why hadn't she? It was nice here. Pretty secluded, and the view wasn't bad either. Even so, Ricochet was sure it wouldn't be as appealing in winter. She hated snow. |