lets dance in the sun

Oracle was somewhat surprised by the affection but she did not shy away from it . She was also a little saddened to learn that he didn't know her mum and dad or about glaciem she loved the old stories and would happily have put aside her game for a story, but he was willing to play joy returned to her small face though she tipped her head to the side watching as he stood, there where always conditions and she waited for the normal don?t wander off, or go to bed early. She did a little dance for joy when he finished his sentence she liked him a lot though she wondered how he had missed playing it as a kid it seemed like such normal puppy game. Still ?I can do that,? she beamed dancing a few steps back, ?its easy you see one of us closes their eyes you first,? she gently nudged his shoulder encouraging him to cooperate, ?then you face away,? she gave him another nudge trying to push him so his face was towards the sea, she took a step back admiring her handy work, ?and then you count to twenty, and I go hide, and no peeking, if you peek its no fun at all and I get to chase you down the beach instead.?

she started to back away already looking around for a hiding spot, ?when you get to zero you have to find me and pounce on me, but it wont be easy I?m a really good hider,? she grinned. She waited for just a moment to see if there where any problems it was a simple game easy to remember the rules for though they changed slightly whenever the game was played, making up rules that suited the cause, they never varied to far from the basics. She waited for the counting to begin, the beach was pretty bear and though she thought she could probably make the tree line in time she knew her tracks would give her away if she just ran pel mel up the beach. A rotting log lay near its trunk maybe big enough for her to fit into it lay at the low tide mark along side large piles of smelly seaweed and rotting sea creatures, the largest of these piles lay further down the beach she could roll herself up in its slimy coat and hide in plain sight her scent hidden by the reek it created. At the low tide line the beach began to change into a rocky slurry. Two choices and she had to decide which one would hide her best she hesitated a moment then took off moving as lightly as she could manage. The shallow footprints she did leave in the sand partially brushed by her tail would show an observant wolf that she had headed towards the log before they faded away on the rocky ground.