When the rain had started it’s downfall, Valley hadn’t been prepared. Not that it mattered much that she hadn’t been, Val quite liked running around in the rain - but when it had gotten so thick and heavy that she couldn’t see past her own nose, the she-wolf supposed she may as well hunt around for somewhere to hunker down. It could have lasted hours for all she knew, and it did. In a state of sheer luck, the dark beauty had come across a rather large tree with a trunk that seemed elevated, like it had a little wooden cave beneath it. Easily, the she-wolf slipped into it and out of the rain, despite the fact her body shivered and heart longed to be back in the rain.
Her fur was soaked, utterly, to the point that she felt as if she was her own personal waterfall when the water dripped and dripped from her. In the little space, she had done her best to shake her fur out but in the end, decided to lay her belly upon the soil and watch the rain. Sapphire eyes watched eagerly, delighted, remembering the days in her younger months when she would run through the rain and in the end, garner herself a cold. She was stronger now, and Val supposed this time she may not get ill. There was no one here to lecture her for her actions, either, and she frowned slightly as the thought of the pack rendered her still. Only to be joined by the thoughts of her brothers.
Valley tilted her head and breathed slightly through her nose; would she ever see them again, or were her fears the truth? Were they dead, slaughtered the night she was snuck out? Those thoughts were no good, not at all, and she often pushed them away when they tried to get their ugly claws into her. It seemed that the time she had been stuck in her own head, the rain had fallen to a light spray, but it was when her sapphire eyes landed on the many, many puddles that now littered the woodland floor that she sprung from her position.
“Fuck,” she hissed as her head hit the trunk, forgetting the size of which the little space was. Puffing her cheeks up with an indignant scowl towards the bark, she slipped from the confinement and her charcoal paws sunk into the soaked soil, and she breathed in the fresh scent of the shower. The rain was barely dropping now, but Valley surged forward with a delighted laugh, slapping her paws into the puddle - ignoring the muddy water that splashed up at her.
Nov 29, 2017 03:07 AM
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