I’m not seeking Approval

Moira was still hanging around the same spot, close enough to visit the girl who’d saved her from the ice patch on the mountain and close to where she’d hunted that ram. She had hoped to see that wolf again, so she’d stayed nearby hoping to catch their scent.

It had been two season now, the summer sun was beating down into her golden frame as she wandered around. She was beginning to lose hope in seeing that woman again. She was intrigued by her but more so, she was hoping for another free meal. One she didn’t have to work for.

She wandered deeper into a tree line, decidedly to leave the area and onto the next. She needed to go out and find a warmer spot to call home now that it was summer. She wanted to get away from the snow.

She casually walked through the trees, carefully as to not get sticks and leaves in her fur, or mud on her paws. She didn’t feel like taking a bath and redoing her appearance if she got dirty today.