Heart Struck Encounters

Joy courses through the babe as she trots elegantly through the plentiful rows of fruit trees. Up until now a pack has always inhabited this part of Boreas. For seasons she has dreamed about entering the orchard to indulge in the plethora of easy food. Although it was summer and the fruit was not at its peak she would still look for anything she could scavenge. She knew not to touch the fruit that covered the forest floor, unless she wanted to dim her senses. Getting drunk was only fun when you had a partner to keep you company.

After what seems like hours of searching, the vixen's vision finally falls upon a tree that is still littered with fruit; apricots! She has only heard of the delicious treat through the metaphorical grape vine. Excitement overwhelms her as she rushes toward the treasure, her feet seeming to never touch the earth as she glides across the terrain. She attempts to climb up the trunk just far enough the grasp an apricot within her jaws. Success! The babe returns to all fours with a juicy treasure in her mouth. She gnaws at it happily, an appreciative smile dancing across her lips.

"Speech"
'thoughts'