freedom

*Derecho* · 03-08-2017, 10:32 PM

Echo is enjoying herself. It's a newfound sort of freedom, one that brings her young heart joy. Being outside of the den, the summer breeze in the air... how could someone not enjoy that. It's silly, playful, the way she plays in the tall grasses. She moves to pounce at the tall flowers, searching for toads or frogs or something.

The rolling thunder is little more than a storm cloud today, but she's bitten off more than she can chew. From one of the tall plants, a bee rises. Curious as ever, Derecho bounds toward it. Faster of course, and high above her head, but the pup leaps toward it. She leaps up into the air, head cocking to the side. What was that? Barking, of course. That's how she copes, of course. Barking. Bark at everything. For now, that's how Derecho copes.

heroes get remembered
DERECHO WRECKAGE
bad bitches never die

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