Teenage CIA 2: The Spyening
meadow / resin
08-08-2020, 01:15 PM
Heavy paws ran a well worn path around the exterior of the pack lands. The giant woman was headed somewhere. Somewhere important. She shook out her thick, ash and onyx pelt as she loped along. Tufts of winter fur came loose. She made a mental note to give her thick coat a brush later simply so that she wouldn't run so hot. Black ears perked as she neared the edge of the river. She stopped to take a drink, lowering scarred lips to the cool, crisp liquid. The river was a little fast today. It must have rained quite a bit up north. Bits of debris floated on top of the water. The dame sat and pulled out yet anther tuft of fur with one hind paw. Shedding was quite uncomfortable. She'd be glad to get it over with. "Speech"
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