Best Buds [Nolan]

He was determined. He would work his tail off to catch up on the time he’d lost. But no one said you couldn’t have fun while doing it. He grinned as he followed his best friend’s scent through the plains from the border upon his return from visiting Lia—her scent, a pleasant reminder of the very giggly tag contest, still clung to his coat in spots – then veered off course toward the stream that edged the territory, finding a spot where the shore melded with the water in a silty, sandy clearing. Half in the water, and half out of it, he worked several minutes to expose the stones under the water for added experience in dealing with rough terrain.

Finally satisfied, he threw up his head in a rollicking howl for Nolan, inviting his best buddy for a spar, his tail waving side to side in anticipation. If he was going to work like mad to improve and hone himself, he may as well drag Nolan along for the adventure, right?

With his call echoing over the plains, he waited, water flowing around his paws and a big grin painting his features, tail wagging incessantly behind him.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think