Finding A Friend

*Sarak* · 07-17-2013, 12:58 AM

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Sarak

She looked up when he called her name, sharing his relief and delight at seeing him safe. She had no injuries that he could see, and standing to face him, she began to approach. He nodded in agreement t her words. ?Quite the washout, wasn?t it. You?re the first wolf I have seen since the flood. Is every--? She suddenly looked unhappy. Moss green eyes sobered as he studied her. She wasn?t looking at him anymore. Instead, she was giving a puddle the dirtiest look he?s ever seen a wolf give to a puddle. She sidestepped, it, and he was engulfed in a hug in the next moment.

The move startled him slightly, and his tail tucked ever so slightly, haunches dropping slightly. As he figured out her intent, however, the tail started? wiggling back and forth between his hocks, sweeping the wet ground. She pulled away, looking around at the land, and he caught the glance toward the puddle. He felt a tickle at the back of his throat. Swallowed. It felt like nothing he?d ever had in his throat before. Wasn?t a growl. And then she spoke in a dry tone. The strangest noise came from his throat, something between a wheeze, and a cough. What was that tickle? And that sound?

He had never chuckled in his life. Not in pleasure. ?I think I share that thought. My den is underwater, however.? He?d liked that den.

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