Galloping Through the Grass

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Switchback nodded, noticing as the young prince's mind drifted and spaced. As she listened to his last words she lifted her front paws off the ground a little in a half leap of excitement. She was now a true member of Seracia! Thinking about it just made her whole rump wiggle with glee. As her new friend set off she opened her mouth and let a bark, letting it carry over the wind to reach Maverick as he trotted away. "Thank you! And I will sure enjoy exploring the territory. I'm very glad you're the first wolf I met, and I hope to see you again soon also!" And with that Switchback jumped in a full circle and watched Maverick's russet coat fade into the white, swirling snow.


Looking down at her pelt she once again compared it's similarities with that of Mavericks. Would looking like a faded version of the prince help her gain some respect from her new pack? Would he talk about her to other pack members? Had meeting him already boosted her status? She wasn't sure about any of that, but she sure hoped it would help her be accepted. Just because she got along with the King's son, didn't mean the other members would like her. Pushing the thoughts out of her mind Switchback took steps forward, slowly quickening her pace into a trot, then into a slow lope. She would have fun exploring the territory.