Short breaths
02-08-2017, 12:43 AM
Heather was on a search today. The spring rains made it rather hard to track scents, the sky covered in a gray clump of clouds. It wasn't too bad, but still her nose as times didn't want to work with her. That or... her dad was busy today. Heather pulled her ears back for a moment as she felt the drops falling against her. Perhaps she should just give up the and move on to other things. Her tail shifted slightly - she could call for him but what use was that for a friendly talk really. She frowned and sunk her head a bit lower - serious conversations were so hard to have really. Heather shook her head and perked her ears trudging forward.
If it was meant to be her dad would show up and she could flag him down. There was also the rain. Maybe other wolves were trying to find cover, but she was not. Fully enjoying the feeling it was giving to her she had welcomed it with open arms. Her paws spread and made pawprints into the mud it had created. Finally she stopped in a clearing of the mangrove, the terrain stripped away leaving a dirt mound around the small patches of grass. She stood there and just closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling of the soft rain. |
Leo as Heather's father is free to crash her threads as he see's fit. Lionel as her close brother is also allowed to do the same.