If we walk down this road we'll be lovers for sure

Dust and ash began to coat silver stilts that propelled the woman forward. She had no particular region set in mind though she was aware of the nearby pack. The one that never seemed to keep an Alpha. "What god forsaken place is this?" A familiar voice reached audits that swiveled in her direction. "I have no idea." And she didn't. She had simply stumbled upon this retched place. She hadn't seen a single life form since arriving here. Any trees that remained were scorched and blackened. Soot made her paws black, staining her flawless pelt.

The spotted feline looked around with mild distain. Of all places for them to end up. They were exposed, left out in the open for all the see. A disgruntled sigh slipped from between her inky lips as she fell into step beside her wolf companion.

Fall had settled. The temperatures had dropped, making traveling during the day for more bearable. The pair had been reunited, resuming their explorations. Crossing the once forest had been a silent journey. Powerful legs brought her to a stop where ash turned into grass and dirt once more. She shook her pelt, removing the ash and dirt that had gathered. Haunches slide towards the earth. It was still warm enough that she could find a water source to plunge herself into to clean her pelt more thoroughly. Nostrils flared, taking in the scents around her. Boredom shot through her. There was nothing for her to do, packs were ever growing, loners becoming scarce. It brought an agitated twitch to her inky lips. She needed something.

"Cat Talk" "Cena Talk"