hot, dry and hot
06-21-2019, 01:18 AM
The summer sun was taking its toll on the petite female, beating down on her soft coat and filling the air with its dry harshness. Normally Bellamy didn't mind the warmth, but this was a little to much even for her. Her tongue ached for water, throat uncomfortably dry and scratchy in the hot air. Bellamy’s mind was ticking over as she trotted along the soft grass, a headache beginning to rack her mind uncomfortably. She hadn’t hunted yet, but she wasn’t sure if she could bring herself to do so in the heat; she knew she could last for a few days before hunger set in for real. She could only hope the afternoon would bring a reprieve in the weather.
The hopeful rush of water tingling in her ears drove the young she-wolf forward, calling her like a siren as she padded along the soft grass. The terrain had become considerably steeper as he neared what she hoped was a water source, making her progress even slower as she picked her way through the trees and along the hill, determined to reach her goal. Normally, the yearling would have carelessly bounded along these steep parts, but the overwhelming heat and aching lack of water had put a damper on her usually pup-like antics.
She perked her ears up hopefully as the forest opened up somewhat, revealing a sight that made her jaw drop. From her vantage point, perched close to the top of the steep hill, she could see a waterfall rushing thinly down the slope. Small pools of shimmering and burbling water broke the cascades up into reasonably small steps, the unique terrain filling her with a renewed sense of excitement. The petite female scrambled down to the bottom of the slope, determined to get a drink before she started exploring. She dipped her muzzle into the cool water, taking long and hungry gulps of the crystalline water. It was cool and sweet on her parched tongue, spreading down her throat soothingly.
Having quenched her thirst, Bellamy slunk into the water at her own level, relishing the cool and fresh feeling of the liquid running through her warm coat. She ducked her head under the surface, paddling and splashing in the water before she plopped down in the shallows, looking up at the cascades, green eyes alight with revitalized curiosity. Something about the way the land had been carved made her think that it had once been a much bigger waterfall; maybe the dry weather had taken a toll on it as well. She also noted that, individually, the little waterfalls were only a couple meters tall at most. A dare-devilish grin played upon her lips as her eyes traced a path around mid-way up, leading to a small drop into a clear, wide pool. Could she make the jump? Probably. Was the pool deep enough to cushion her fall? Hmmh. That could be a problem. Her tail swished in the water as she mulled over her plan of action, heart-rate jittering a bit with nervous excitement.
The hopeful rush of water tingling in her ears drove the young she-wolf forward, calling her like a siren as she padded along the soft grass. The terrain had become considerably steeper as he neared what she hoped was a water source, making her progress even slower as she picked her way through the trees and along the hill, determined to reach her goal. Normally, the yearling would have carelessly bounded along these steep parts, but the overwhelming heat and aching lack of water had put a damper on her usually pup-like antics.
She perked her ears up hopefully as the forest opened up somewhat, revealing a sight that made her jaw drop. From her vantage point, perched close to the top of the steep hill, she could see a waterfall rushing thinly down the slope. Small pools of shimmering and burbling water broke the cascades up into reasonably small steps, the unique terrain filling her with a renewed sense of excitement. The petite female scrambled down to the bottom of the slope, determined to get a drink before she started exploring. She dipped her muzzle into the cool water, taking long and hungry gulps of the crystalline water. It was cool and sweet on her parched tongue, spreading down her throat soothingly.
Having quenched her thirst, Bellamy slunk into the water at her own level, relishing the cool and fresh feeling of the liquid running through her warm coat. She ducked her head under the surface, paddling and splashing in the water before she plopped down in the shallows, looking up at the cascades, green eyes alight with revitalized curiosity. Something about the way the land had been carved made her think that it had once been a much bigger waterfall; maybe the dry weather had taken a toll on it as well. She also noted that, individually, the little waterfalls were only a couple meters tall at most. A dare-devilish grin played upon her lips as her eyes traced a path around mid-way up, leading to a small drop into a clear, wide pool. Could she make the jump? Probably. Was the pool deep enough to cushion her fall? Hmmh. That could be a problem. Her tail swished in the water as she mulled over her plan of action, heart-rate jittering a bit with nervous excitement.