double dog dare you

Freedom was sweet and delicious. So far, nothing terrible had happened and Magdalene was enjoying her adventures. It almost made wanting to go home not an option. What if she just never went back? Then she could be her own wolf! But nighttime was scary… And though her mother was stern, Mags still appreciated the easy meals and warmth at night.

Today would not be the day she retreats though! Nope! She would head back to those pointed spiky things with the weird carvings and holes. The tunnels down south had been interesting, but she also didn’t quite want to risk her life that much. Whatever made those tunnels was not the adventure she was seeking.

So instead, the vibrant pulsating of her markings led her way through the dim red glow of the new world. The sun was nearing the horizon, a blanket of mahogany near blacking out the sky. Still no stars or moon. Where had they gone? Looking to that sky and then back down, a familiar face brings a smile to her lips. There’s no hesitation in her movements as she runs over to the small wolfdog. Her own wolfdog features shining bright under edgy and intelligent expressions.

“I dare ya to lick it,” Mags taunts in way of greeting, getting way too into Davey’s bubble to really be comfortable.