All the places we've been

The sound of pawsteps hitting sand told him which direction to look. He needed only to shift a little, and see the red form as she raced towards him. Enjoying the freedom of letting loose on the shifting Armada sands as she raced his way. He braced for sand in his face, but she slowed before she approached and he offered her a smile. Turns out, she was already distracting him. He returned the head-bump greeting and smiled at his shorter (if not by much) friend.

“I thought there had to be some predators around ready to cause some grief. Have you caught any tracks lately?” he asked her, offering her an amused smile. “I could use the distraction, and I know how well you fight at my side.” He said in way of explaining why he had called her over.


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