planning a crash landing

*Halo*

Halo was aching as she pulled herself from the sea. The swim had been long, and really, she wasn't in the best shape for it. Had she gotten lost along the way? Probably. Can you get lost when you don't know where you're going in the first place? Likely not. Still, Halo had no idea where she was. The tenderhearted creature moved carefully, cautiously. While it didn't smell like she was intruding on someone else's home, but you could never be too sure. Her gaze was tentative, but curious. In the afternoon sunshine, she let go a shake, ridding her coat of sea water as best she could. It was spring, but there was still a bit of a chill in the breeze.

From the shore, Halo moves inland. The pale creature moves to the side of the lake, grateful for the fresh water. She was tired. Ever alert, Halo dipped her muzzle to the cool lake. A chill hit her stomach, and her tail wagged at her haunches. It would take her some time to get her bearings here. Still, it seemed that Halo had all the time in the world.

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