All Your Perfect Imperfections

*Dayton* · 04-22-2014, 12:58 PM

Dayton gave a smile and nudged his mate again. "Well, now that we've decided all of this, why don't we go back and grab that shell I gave you?" Hopefully they would be able to find it in the tall grass. It's white gleam was bright enough, but if they couldn't at least find where it had been... He stood slowly, waiting a moment for Misha, and loped away in the direction they had came. He lowered his head and tried to follow the lingering scent.

Finally he caught it, and it brought him to an area of disrupted grass. They had sat here only minutes ago. His nose moved as he breathed in and out. His eyes scanned the proximity, and soon his stomach began to drop. Where was it? Where was the shell he had gotten for Misha?

Walk.
"Talk."
Think.

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