A dreary place on a good day

Kione was happy to have a companion and perfectly happy to play guardian to a nervous wolf just to have someone to chat with for a bit.  Heck, just to have another canine nearby to walk alongside.  Life alone was a wasted one.  The woods did seem quite the dreary place that could unnerve some.

“Hmm,” Kione considered her words of surprise that things could live in the woods. “Well, maybe its not always this bad?” Kione really did have no idea.  “To be fair, the weather has been quite strange lately, maybe its not always so bad.” The painted dog paused in his steps, brow furrowing and lifting his nose up to sniff the air, his overly large ears straining.

“This way,” Kione said after standing still for a moment, turning to the left, “I think I see where the path tripped me up before.  Bunch of dead leaves hiding a path.” The dog kicked up some dried brown leaves, some just breaking at the touch.  Sure enough, below them, there was a sad excuse of something that could be labeled a path. “What a place,” Kione mused glancing to Audra, “Well miss, we can either go this route and get out or if you wanted to explore here more I can wait.” Kione had nothing better to do whether she wanted to go on her own way or explore more here, whatever it was he had the time.


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