Finding A Friend

*Azalea* · 07-15-2013, 10:57 AM

Tragedy had struck Valhalla. Water washing away all that was familiar, drowning shrubs and uprooting what was not planted deeply enough. The river was going down though, the water finally washing out to other lands. Everything still seemed soaked though and Azalea had grown a swift dislike of anything water related. Puddles were to be avoided like the plague.

She sat just inside the border, lost in thought. Her rump was held delicately off the ground to avoid the muck. It was a lost cause, her legs and underside speckled with mud that she had traveled through. She looked beat, and she was. Her eyes were heavy with her lack of sleep. With everything that had happened, she hadn't gotten to sleep. The red head hadn't even thought of sleep, really.

?Azalea!? The name snagged her attention, facing lifting and eyes becoming more attentive and focused. She found Sarak's face, his wiggly body following suit. The two-year-old male made toward her, clearly overjoyed to see her. She smiled, standing up to face him. Her paws moved her instinctively toward him, body buzzing in anticipation. "Sarak, I'm so glad you are okay!"

Her happiness faded in an instant, eyes flicking to the ground to sidestep a puddle waiting to catch her off guard. She glowered at the murky water before her eyes went back to the dark male. As they reached each other she embraced him in a wolfish hug.

Pulling away she surveyed the land, her eyes flicking toward the puddle as if it might suddenly spill over and send water toward her paws. "I don't think I'll be going swimming any time in the near future. She said, her tone a little dry.

Speech,

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