spooks
04-16-2019, 05:58 PM
Motif Destruction The rapids where her favourite place to be. She could often be found their, hunting Salamanders, and pretending she knew how to fish. She hadn’t actually caught any of the slippery creatures yet, but she had managed to get a few crabs and bugs from the waters edge. The crap had been a near disaster, it had gotten its claws about her nose and she had run crying to her Uncle Taphy. He had calmed her, and pried his grip free, as well as rubbing some sort of herb across her injured nose. Taphy was good like that, he was happy to patch her up with less of a telling off then her mother would. Of course, not a day later and she was back to her favourite haunt, running near the rapids and looking for things to hunt and chase. This was where she was when she saw the dark shape of the other pup near the water. She was sniffing a flower, and as of yet oblivious to Motif. The young pup grinned, and stuck her butt to the earth. She knew about the puppies staying in Abaven temporarily, but hadn’t yet seen them on their own. This was a great opportunity to play. She snuck closer to the watch, trying to be as subtle as possible. When she was close enough, she jumped out. color=#8390a5] “Boo!”[/color] She called with a friendly giggle. |
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