Peeping Tom

Priscilla gave a small nod at Osiris’ words. Remember the good times… that was a good idea. Sure there had been some rough patches… but she had some memories of their days as puppies playing… at least she had those memories. Those were something she could keep with her and try to keep pressing forward with. She didn’t want to forget Naeva… forget her warm smile. Her sister had been a beacon of hope for Priscilla as a pup… keeping her alive in her memory was the least she could do.

“You can fish?” Priscilla asked, surprised. “I’ve always found fishing kind of hard… I always cast too much of a shadow or make too much noise when I try and get them.” The female frowned a little. “But if you can teach me I’d glad learn! Just… maybe not yet.” She actually found herself leaning into him a little, grateful for the warmth and comfort.

“That’d be perfect! I’ve wanted to explore outside Lirim for a while but… It was kind of frowned upon to leave the pack alone. I guess cause we’re not really ready for dangers that might be lurking outside the pack… but…” Priscilla shook her head. “With you I’d be fine! We’d have each other’s back, like you said!” The female’s tail began to wag. “We can just pack a direction… my pack lies in the West… so maybe we’ll go a bit further south or even east first!” She was starting to feel excited. “Does that sound good?”