Here's The Thing
08-21-2016, 07:56 PM
Ricochet really hated this. She hated having to think too much about anything. She was more of the act first, think later type. But this, she knew, was a situation where that wasn't going to work. She needed to make a smart decision, not a hard and fast decision. But man, it sucked. She wished she could just have someone tell her what to do.
She padded out of the trees and toward the broad river where Peregrine had staked her claim. Her steps were calm, almost lackadaisical, which was usual for the brutish female. She continued to walk until her front paws were submerged in the squishy sand of the river bed, and she looked down into the moving water to try and catch an occasional glimpse of her mismatched eyes. She didn't know what to do. She needed help making this decision, so she turned to one of the only friends she had in this whole damned place. She lifted her head and tossed up a howl for Peregrine, and then settled back onto her haunches to wait. |