Along Shores of Gold
06-12-2014, 06:13 PM
They'd found a nice den the morning after they arrived on the island, though it wasn't many nights they spent within it. Twig enjoyed the sea breeze of her face, and the lulling melody of the waves. The sand was comfortable underneath their sleeping bodies and waking up to the sunsets made her heart smile. Twig was completely happy on the island, more exuberant even than when she was a tiny girl. Her mind wouldn't wander, she didn't want to disturb the high she was given when their feet touched the sand. Her body lay in the shade near the palm littered forest, tail wagging slowly an obvious happiness. Legs would sprawl lazily upon the beach, her rounding stomach visible over her thin frame. The ocean's breeze would play with her creamy fur as her nap continued. The sun was high overhead, having coaxed the heavily pregnant she wolf into the cool of the shadows. Dreams were not of reality as her mind played through different scenarios. Fern would occasionally make an appearance within the playhouse of her mind. Her perfect family. Her mother's kind features would nuzzle newborn pups as Alpine looked on proudly. Her imagination would soothe the hurt, all was well while she slept. |