springtime

The chase was fantastic! Twists and turns, snapping at the air, taking turns to be the bunny. Morwenna had almost forgotten what it was like to be a sighthound. Even her adoptive family had been full wolves.

As they flopped together, gathering their breaths, Morwenna heard the girl's thanks by her head. Wenna pushed her head through the grass to look up at Ellie. Tail thumping the ground.

"Oh, thank YOU, actually. I don't think I've played with another hound like us since I was very very small. It was delightful." She sighed contentedly against the tiny spring sprouts. What heaven.