sunshine and lollipops

As the white wolf lay on the shore, breaths shuddering her chest, Keetie raised a paw and gently gave her a pat on the back. She really was a pretty thing, and the Aracari found herself delicately tracing a pattern of orange down her back. An outstretched claw moving in lithe, expert ways down her coat.

The girl made a sound that could have been a stifled sob, or perhaps a shuddering breath. She gave the stranger a kiss between her shoulder blades, and continued to make soothing motions down her back with a paw, giving her time to recover. “Must have found some treacherous footing. Do you swim like a fish? Your coat reminds me a little of those little white-orange fish that dart around little ponds. Your just as beautiful as they are, too” she mused gently.

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