all washed up

Shaye had a few scraps that might need some seeing to, but she had a feeling so long as she kept them clean, they would be okay. Did that mean she had some experience with injuries? She prodded at the thought, trying to understand the parts of herself that she was missing. She felt like she had some knowledge there, but she didn’t know if it was trained knowledge or just the experience of living. Experience that she was… rather neglecting now.

Frowning, she limped after Rhyme, walking off the pins and needles in her paws as they made their way across the sand and towards the trees. Once they hit the tree line, the sound of running water intensified, and it wasn’t long before they were navigating through the branches and finding the waterfall beyond. She paused, taking in the sight of it. “It’s beautiful” she marvelled, before going to the edge of the rockfall beneath the waterfall and pulling herself into the water with a sigh. It was cold, but not painfully so. She lapped at the water before she let her coat soak into the water. Padding towards the waterfall, and letting the pressure blast away the rest of the salt and sand. Being clean felt good “Come here, I’ll clean the sand from your face” she said to Rhyme, stretching a paw out towards him.


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