Relaxation

Porcelain-tipped ears pivot atop the lady's head, while her powdery maw, adorned with an ebony nose, flares to capture the various scents carried by the breeze. Summer was nearly upon the woman with the creamy sandcastle complexion. Her vibrant parakeet-colored eyes remained vigilant, ensuring that no one lingered too close or too far away. As she ventured deeper into the area, her black nails pressed into the ground. The lady had grown accustomed to solitude, finding a certain joy in it, yet her mind was awash with thoughts that raced endlessly—like a hamster on a perpetually spinning wheel.

Porcelain-tipped ears pivot atop the lady's head, while her powdery maw, adorned with an ebony nose, flares to capture the various scents carried by the breeze. Summer was nearly upon the woman with the creamy sandcastle complexion. Her vibrant parakeet-colored eyes remained vigilant, ensuring that no one lingered too close or too far away. As she ventured deeper into the area, her black nails pressed into the ground. The lady had grown accustomed to solitude, finding a certain joy in it, yet her mind was awash with thoughts that raced endlessly—like a hamster on a perpetually spinning wheel.

Tonight’s cooler air invited the woman to explore under watchful gazes—gazes she could never seem to evade. She took note of the shimmering pools reflecting the stars above as she playfully rotated her front paws, one after the other, before dipping one into a deeper pool. The sensation was delightful; the water's temperature was perfect, and the cool night made it an ideal moment for a bath. Who was she to complain? A smile spread across her face as she eased herself into one of the pools, feeling the warm water swirl around her. Her ears flopped sideways as a slow, deep sigh escaped her lips.

The sound of owls taking flight in the nighttime air drew her attention, her ears prickling forward while her emerald eyes narrowed slightly. A soft, contented rumble came from her as the she-wolf basked in the soothing water. She lifted a paw, lazily sweeping it across the surface of the pool where she lay. It would be foolish to deny how wonderful it felt to simply soak and unwind. As her claws traced gentle circles on the water’s surface, little ripples danced outward.

"Identification"