make the change

The pale boy pushed through the slush of the wood, taking in the smells of new life and appreciating the new warmth that came with the melting of snow. Emerald eyes would scan the new growth. It seemed that all manner if herbs were gracing the damp ground on this morning. What a lovely sight.

Chocolate dipped tail would stream out behind him as he took the forest at a trot. He wasn't searching for anything in particular. Didn't end food or water or any type of relief. He just enjoyed strolling through the woods that he had become so familiar with in the past months. The place had become his home.

On this early morning, as the birds sang lullabies above his head Umbra was in a particularly good mood. Life was treating him rather well. Things could really look up from here. And with that thought in mind, Umbra paused at a thin stream and dipped a paw into its cold depths, squinting his eyes as he leaned down to take a sip. Salmon tongue would snake out if his mouth and curl to lap water into his mouth, it's temperature causing his toes to curl.