Meeting the Allied
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WC: 377 {3 points}

Layla’s life seemed a bit too dull for her liking. She spent most of her time outside either running or collecting herbs for her collction and supply. As much as she was interested in the study of these herbs and their medical purposes, she wished there was a bit more excitement in her life. She began to daydream of the day she would finally have a caring mate and maybe pups of her own. That would be the day, but there was a slight problem; there were two males in Dahlia de Mai that she was falling for. One was the great Conor Soul and the other was the mysterious Saluce Trembley. She shook the thought of the males out of her head as she stood. Perhaps going on a walk would calm her mind a bit. She headed up to her room to change into her clothes and then be on her way.

As Layla left her home, she realized maybe a bit of time away from Dahlia de Mai would do her some good. She left from Wolfville out of the territory and thought of where she could go. If she remembered correctly there were a couple packs that were allied with Dahlia de Mai. Perhaps it wouldn’t be a bad idea to visit said packs and see what the wolves and leaders were like. She couldn’t exactly remember the names of the packs they were allied with but she sure hoped she’d just come to one and they’d be at peace with her.

Layla paced herself along until she came to the river in the pack of Crimson Dreams. It flowed nicely and there were many plants growning around them. As Layla looked around the lakebed she noticed a few herbs as well. She sat on her back legs near the patches and carefully began to collect them. Seeing as the sun was still a bit lower in the sky it was not too hot for her to deal with and the little breeze that came by was enough to cool her off from any heat of the sun. She wagged her tail happily as she humed to herself. Today was going to be a good day. She could feel it in her bones.

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WC: 406 (3 Points) OOC: Hehehe don’t worry he’s too curious to run, and he won’t like try to chase her off Big Grin


Denali had stopped standing at the border for his parents. He’d nearly forgot them, now even though he still called her by her name, Savina was his mother, his caretaker. Kansas helped too, although he wasn’t as big a part of it as his own father was, but he didn’t complain, he was a big boy now, he didn’t need watching all the time. Today was a day where being watched was for little pups like Anu’s, he was a big pup, he’ll be able to walk around where he liked today, that’s what he decided. He had, after all wandered around by himself for days before he came here. Today he was following a stream, well it had been a stream but it turned into a big river, Denali looked in the water, the greys blacks and whites were always so cool to look at as the water moved around. He giggled at the floating image, he knew about reflections and knew that wolf was him. He’d always remember his little diamond on his forehead. He giggled louder at the thought of his odd pattern, he didn’t know what it was or meant, but he thought his own fur was funny. That was when he had heard someone pull something up from out of the ground. He’d wondered what was going on. He sauntered up to where he heard roots pulling up from the ground or a tick of a leaf being taken from a plant. He loved chewing on some of the plants around here. He spotted a wolf just near the river, and could immediately tell she was not from Crimson Dreams. His hackles went up suddenly, and he was quite fearful, he’d no doubt already been spotted. But he moved back away from the wolf. Savina said he didn’t have to worry about the ones that belonged in Crimson dreams but he was never told about wolves that had been outside of it. This wolf, she didn’t look mean or anything. She reminded him of Flayra who’d shown him how to put plants in the ground. This wolf, was black and white rather than full white of Flayra, and instead of putting the plants in the ground he saw she was picking them out of the ground.

Y-you know they grow better in the gwound!

he said in his braves t puppy voice, letting her know she was doing it all wrong.

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Lol that's good to hear. WC: 503 {5 points}

Layla was actually picking a certain herb for someone in her pack. She was looking for an herb called Arnica. According to the book she was reading, it was use to make an ointment to help with strains, sprains, and bruises. Layla was not one hundred percent sure if the problem with Saluce’s leg was one of those but it wouldn’t hurt to get some just in case that was the problem with his leg. She continued to pick them and took a small jar out of her satchel. She carefully put the herbs in and made sure the roots were removed. After reading on she noticed it mentioned the roots contained some toxin that was harmful to the body if used in great amounts. She felt it would be better not to take any chances with it. She continued until she felt she had enough and then closed the lid of the jar. She then looked around and saw a patch of catnip. This would be great, she could use some of it. She began to collect some of the catnip as well.

Y-you know they grow better in the gwound!

Layla paused and set the catnip at her feet. She looked behind her, she was expecting to see another wolf but she was a bit disappointed. It was just a pup. She couldn’t complain though, she loved pups. Being in another pack’s territory she figured this pup belonged to the native pack. She smiled and pointed to the catnip in front of her. ”True they do but you see I’m picking them so I can use them for medical purpose. These are some useful medical herbs. I may take them home and grow some in my yard too.” She then took the catnip and gently put it in her satchel. Now it was time to turn her attention from her work to the pup.

Layla swung the satchel around and wore it with the strap on her right side and the bag part on her left side. She slowly got up and went over to the pup smiling. She was eagar to learn about the packlands she was in and if they were anything like Dahlia de Mai. She adjusted her hair and feathers before she spoke. ”These lands are so lovely. What pack do you belong to little one?” She didn’t know the pack was Crimson Dream but she did know that they were not enemies. She could see the pup was a bit nervous about her being there but she was not going to harm anyone. She had simply came to gather herbs, maybe meet some of the wolves, and then head back home. So far she had completed step one and was on her way to completing step two. She stayed a bit at a distance but sat down near the pup and turned her orbs to him. She wagged her tail a bit excitedly as she waited for the pup to give an answer to her question.

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WC: 320 (3 Points)

He watched her as she explained and continued what she was doing, herbs and healing? That sounded slightly interesting. He sniffed at a plant. His friend that lived here, she planted flowers to make the area look nice and this wolf was now picking plants to heal? It was so strange he couldn’t really comprehend it too well so he did what any pup would do… shrug it off. The wolf mentioned the lands around here. He did agree that they were lovely, and he actually had to think before answering her question.

grrrimson dweams.

He said, not sure if he really got the name of the pack right himself, but it was ok, he knew things would work out… most of the time. He watched her, wondering her name, she did seem nice, and she didn’t jump at him like that coyote, that’s when he did remember his parents, the two that had defended him from the attack, he looked around expecting to see them, but he didn’t it was just him and this stranger in the field near the river.

What’s your name?

He asked letting his rump feel the earth beneath him now, feeling much less timid, but now he was keeping a lookout, if his parents were coming it would be now when he would be distracted. He learned that was how it always happened, the wolf got too distracted in something and once he was he lost that other thing he wanted, but it had come by… he knew that would happen to him if he wasn’t too careful, but his mind was starting to drift back to Savina and Kansas who were taking good care of him. He knew he loved his parents very much but he was beginning to feel very well at home here. Right now, he was even making a new friend and it seemed she wasn’t even from this pack!

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WC: 351 {3 points}


Layla was happy to see that the pup showed some interest in the herbs and their medical use. She was discouraged by hi worry about her picking them though. Sadly she had to if she was going to use them for her studies but she’d find some way to make it up to the pup and his pack. Seeing as she was taking what was on their land, she would more than likely stop by and plant some herbs that were from Dahlia de Mai’s lands just in case they may need them as well. Layla then snapped back to the current moment and looked over to the pup as he spoke.


grrrimson dweams.


The dark mistress searched through her mind for a pack name. She didn’t recall a pack named Grimson Dweams. She paused and then heard the lightbulb. He must of meant the pack of Crimson Dreams. Layla heard it was one of the packs that Dahlia de Mai was on good terms with. Good to know she was in a friendly area and no one would attack her here, or so she hoped anyways.


What’s your name?


Layla was glad to see that the pup hadn’t left yet. It was good to have some company while she was in the new lands. The mistress smiled and wagged her tail. ”My name is Layla. I am from Dahila de Mai. I heard that my pack is on good terms with your’s.” She then grabbed her satchel and then moved over to the pup. She always loved the company of pups and thought of when she would have her own. She then looked to the sky to determine about what time it was.


She them smiled to herself. The time away from her pack helped her to get the males out of her head but she was actually beginning to miss Saluce’s company. She moved her orbs back to the pup and realized she hadn’t even asked him what him name was. How rude of her. She smiled to the pup. ”What’s your name little one?”





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WC: --- OOC: he’s easily distracted… he’s a pup so I guess that’s why Big Grin

Denali knew nothing of the pack she was from. Or that they were… what was it? Good terms? Well whatever it was it did sound like a good word. He only smiled politely, for his youth he cared little about what was happening outside of his own eyes. Soon his brain would mold into what would undoubtedly be an adults mind and would start to put the pieces together more, but right now, he just wanted to play, and find new things, and he would probably hunt for a frog soon. He thought. Then he was asked his own name.

I’m Denali, hey have you heard theres fwogs that live in there?

He asked pointing his nose in the direction of the river that was steadily flowing.

They are funny, they go wibbit, and hop around like this!

He started jumping around. Ever since his encounter with alder he always tried to pretend to be an animal. It was fun, and it normally made the adults laugh, which is what he wanted. He wanted smiles all around him, nothing like the last day with his parents.

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He's so cute! WC: 356 {3 points}


Pups always seemed to sweep Layla off her paws. The little ones were always so playful and curious. She leaned her head down to the pup and gave him a soft lick. It was nothing to show affection, it was just a little playful one to show how friendly she was. Never in her right mind would she dare to hurt a pup, especially one as cute as this one. If all the pups were this nice then maybe the wolves of Crimson Dreams were just as friendly. She turned to the pup as he was distracted by a frog. The mistress couldn't help but laugh as he turned to her and told him his name. It was then his orbs turned back to the frogs.

Layla got on all fours, but did not change her form. She followed along with the pup's movements as he acted like a frog. The mistress couldn't help but laugh as he acted like one. She didn't know about the frogs around Crimson Dreams, but she sure knew what frogs were like. Back when she was a pup, she played by the fros at the creek near her home. She always believed they were her friends and then hopped around with her. The young mistress couldn't help but get laughter out of both her parents. After her trip down memory lane, her eyes blinked and she flashed to reality. The pup was still acting like a frog. Then an idea struck her.

Layla then raised herself up and moved her ears. She listened for the song of the frogs as she closed her eyes. The mistress was going to let her ears do the work for her. Once they caught onto the sound she tried to find the creature's location. She moved her hands to her side and opened her eyes. Her orbs followed the sound and saw the little creature. She carefully grabbed it and closed her hands so it couldn't escape. Once she could feel him stop moving around, she slowly opened her hands and held the frog out to the pup. "Here Denali. Look what I caught"





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WC: 305 (3 Points)

Denali was having so much fun hopping around he’d almost forgot about the visitor, that was until she told him to look, he stopped, tripped a little on his feet, but didn’t fall, he looked and in her hands was something, he slowly moved to her hands and saw a small green frog sitting in the middle of her hands, he could see the frog’s throat moving really fast, in and out. It was so mesmerizing, then he couldn’t help it but yipped with excitement, it scared the frog so much it hopped right out of Layla’s hand and into the grass. Denali’s tail was going so fast now and he was watching the frog hop away. He even followed it until it jumped into the water, and without any hesitance so did Denali, but he was out of the cold water as soon as he felt the chill. He didn’t know why it was so cold and the air was so warm, but he didn’t like that kind of cold on his body,

I lost it oh well.

He said, then looked at Layla.

I can’t wait to have hands like you, I want to pick up fwogs too!

He said then shook all the water that was soaking in his fur, he stood there his tail going a mile a minute, it would be the first thing that was going to dry if he didn’t stop. He was just excited to meet someone new. He’d been doing nothing but meeting new wolves all the time. He loved it. Especially when he found wolves his age, and could play with them. There were so many of them all over the place too. It was even better when a bigger wolf wanted to play because they could do so much more than puppies could.

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WC: 387 {3 points}


Layla couldn't help but laugh at Denali's acting. She figured a pup would act like a brave wolf, like some big creature. She never expected a pup to be acting like a frog. Amuzing as it was, she was happy to see the pup excited to see the real frog in her palms. The mistress had to admit that she didn't exactly like the touch of the slimy creature, but as long as it pleased the pup she would be able to tolerate it. She then felt movement, the frog had jumped right out of her hands. Guess the pup's excitement vibes frightened the tiny thing. Her orbs followed the creature and the pup as they both hopped away. She watched as he took a dunk into the cold water. Layla laughed a bit and then watched him make his way out. Boy was he sure soaked. She was glad to see he wasn't upset about the frog getting away.

As the pup shook the water off his coat, the mistress shielded herself with her hands. Even with this little protection she got a little wet. It was alright since he was just dying himself off. At his comment on the fact that he couldn't wait til he had hands she smiled. It was a familiar smile to anyone. This smile that would please anyone, especially a certain someone back home. Her hand reached out and pat the pup on the head. "I bet. Then you'll be able to catch all the frogs you want, but when you do, make sure you are gentle with them. They don't like it if you hold them tightly." At that moment, Layla thought back to when she was about one and a half and she was holding a frog. She accidently held one too tight and it died. She knew then to be gentle to them and care for them too.

Layla turned and saw another one hopping by. She gently lowered her hands and scooped up the frog in her hands. She held the frog out to the pup. It was a bit bigger than the other one. She gentle pet the frog on the head and then showed Denali. "Here look Denali. If you make lots of noises he'll hop away. If you're really quiet then it'll stay."





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WC: --- OOC gotta find something more to do, he could give her a “tour” but it will mostly consist of the mansion area XD

Denali liked this wolf for all she was not part of the pack. She was so nice and she liked to have fun. he wagged his wet soaking tail as she explained that he would have to be careful when could pick up a frog. He nodded, making a note to remember it for later. He watched as she scooped another, and bigger frog up. His tail swung even faster now and he was going to do the same thing, but she told him that if he kept still the frog would stay. Denali did like chasing the frogs than he like looking at them, but maybe she wanted to look at this one? He could see the sheen coming from the frog as the sun was reflected off the slime and water that was on the frogs back. He wondered how the frog worked. Denali couldn’t keep still for to long, he had to show his excitement, and once again the frog jumped away from the wolves, and Denali gave chase, but he didn’t jump into the water again. He skidded to a halt when his front feet touched it.

That was fun!! You’re fun, I like you

He said, something his parents never had t teach him was how little tack the little puppy could have. He was blunt and obvious about most of what he did.

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*lightbulb XD* WC: 389 {3 points}


This pup was so kind and active. Even if he wasn't a pack mate, she felt right at home with him. If only there were more pups in Dahlia de Mai, that would be much nicer. The place would be more active and the mistress would have something else to do instead of collecting herbs all day long. Her orbs moved back to the pup as he looked to the other frog she was holding. She could tell he was trying to hold back his excitement but she knew he couldn't. She watched the frog once again hop out of her hands and hop away. Once more she noticed Denali chasing the little thing to the water. It was quite obvious he loved frogs and chasing them. It was time for something a little different though. She watched the still soaked pup come back over to her and shake happily as he said he liked her. She was so happy that he liked having her around. She wagged her tial like he did before she spoke. "That's good to hear Denali. I like you too."

Layla thought for a moment on what she and this pup could do together besides catching frogs. The lightbulb came as she thought of something. What if the pup showed her around his pack? Yes it may have been intruding a bit but this would help her know her way around so she could meet the other wolves that lived here. Knowing that this pack was friendly to her's may prove that the wolves were friendly and relations would stay good. The mistress moved onto all fours and tried to get to level with the pup. "Why don't you show me around Denali? I'd love to see your lands."

If the pup agreed to show her around then she would stay on all fours, preparing to turn back into her lupus form. her bones cracked and her hair receaded. Her hands changed to paws and her fur grew a bit longer. She was now ready to go. She grabbed all her stuff with her mouth and placed them into her satchel. Once everything was packed, she swung the satchel and weared it around her neck. She'd then turn to Denali with a warm smile on her face. "Alright I'm ready. Lead the way Denali."





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WC:338 (3 Points)

Denali started out excitedly when she asked him to show her around. He’d never shown anyone around before, it sounded like so much fun! What was even better was he got to see her change!! It was amazing. He watched her with his jaw dropped as her transformation turned her into a not so tall, yet still very tall wolf.

Ok follow me!

He said, he was zigzagging every which way. He didn’t know the cool things other than the mansion. But he could show her where he liked playing and there was a spot he once sat waiting. But he didn’t think she wanted to see those spots. She might definitely want to see the mansion!! So that was the way he went. Stopping to show her a tree branch, or the way to the beach. But she didn’t want to see that, at least that’s what he told himself. Soon they found themselves at the old gates of the mansion which loomed above them.

It’s scary but it won’t eat you… not unless you go in the doors, but you can always come back out again. This is where I live.

He said bounding into the yard, which was rather well tended, since they had a few who had their own gardens, or grew something here or there. There was something in the back he thought she would like.

Come on!! I gotta show you something else!!

He raced to the back yard where it was a pretty flower garden and not too far away was a green house. He was told plants lived in there, but he shouldn’t go in there without someone who owned it, but he didn’t know who owned the house.

We can’t go inside, but it’s really cool to look out side it anyway. Plants grow in it!

He said, plopping his butt on the ground clearly exhausted now. His tongue was lolling out the side of his mouth and his tail was only a small thump in the dirt.

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WC: 456 {4 points, 1 for Word of the Day}


As Layla was changing forms, she looked over to the pup and noticed he seemed excited about it. From what she heard before, she knew this pup was a luperci just like her. In her mind, she tried to image what was going through his mind. What would he be like when he could finally change into his luperci form? The mistress imaged the image of a small wolf standing on his back legs with some short tan or brown hair with sparkling brown eyes. She would love to see the day that Denali could finally change and be in his optime form as well.

Once Denali was ready to go, he request her to follow him. Not being one to resist, she followed just behind the pup, keeping to his pace. He seemed to be going just one direction. Her orbs moved around as she noticed a few other things around her. She wondered why the pup wasn't showing her those. She would love to see all this land had to offer but Denali was the one leading her and it would be rude to wander away from a pup. She stopped with Denali once they got to the gates of the mansion. The mistress took a moment to think back to Dahlia de Mai's cities. If she was correct, she didn't even see a house as big as this one back at home. This was an amazing site for the she wolf. Her eyes widen a bit to hear that this was the pup's home, but she then paused to think. Surely he lived here with some other wolves. There was no way a pup at Denali's age could live alone in such a big house. Layla broke from her trance when the pup bounded forward. Her zetetic gaze moved around as she looked to everything the mansion had to offer. Denali caught her attention again as he said there was something else he wanted to show her. With a warm smile, she followed the pup.

Layla bounded after the pup but kept to his pace so she was still behind him. They were clearly going to the back yard, and boy what a nice one it was. There was a big greenhouse with many plants inside. She was a bit disappointed to hear they couldn't enter the greenhouse. Her gaze moved back to the pup, she could tell he was tired, but she wanted to see the inside of the greenhouse. Maybe she could get a look while he was resting. She lowered herself to the ground next to Denali and smiled. "Are you sure we can't go in Denali? I'd love to see all the plants. I won't touch any of them."





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ooccgoodnessss

He was proud of himself, she seemed to like what he was showing her. It was great! He didn’t know much more about crimson dreams, but now that he knew he didn’t know anything, he was determined to actually go and explore even more! He yawned when she asked if he was sure, and all he did was shrug.

I dunno, you could maybe but I was told to not go in, I guess it’s for those who can change?

He wasn’t sure on anything about why he wasn’t allowed in, and it almost made him feel that as an outsider she couldn’t go in either, because he’d feel a little lonely. He then picked himself up and looked at her.

We has a beach too, wanna see?

He asked his mind off the greenhouse and how tired he was. He knew the beach too, it was not too bad looking and now that she saw his really favorite area, where he found the snails and lizards and all sorts of things, he could show her a few other places he liked as well.

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WC: 325 {4 points, 1 for Word of the Day}

Layla was glad to see that the pup was in such high spirits. It always pleased her to see a pup happy and playful. Crimson Dreams was a wonderful place from what she could see. Maybe if she was lucky, they'd run into another wolf from this pack. Seeing as the pup was friendly then surely the other pack members were as well. Her gaze moved from the greenhouse to Denali as he said that he was told not to go in there. The mistress was beginning to have second thoughts about going in. It wouldn't be fair if she entered and the pup was unable to follow her in. Instead, she took her spot next to the pup and completely forgot about exploring inside the greenhouse. "Nevermind then Denali. I won't go in if you can't." She moved her muzzle down to his face as she gave him a gentle nuzzle. She could tell that as she asked her previous question, she downed his mood a bit. She wanted to bring his happy side back to the surface.

Layla moved her head back as Denali got back on his feet. He suggested that they go to the beach. Now that he mentioned it, the beach sounded like a wonderful idea. The mistress loved playing in the ocean water and exploring along the coast line. Her smile reformed on her face as she nodded. "The beach sounds like a wonderful idea Denali. Lead the way." The beach was a kenspeckle place and surely it wouldn't be long before they reached it. Once they did, the mistress would look around in happiness. She had to admit that the beach was one of her favorite places to be. It was a calm place and the breeze was so relaxing. The water was noramlly always cool, prefect for a warm summer day. She turned to the pup and smiled. "I love the beach. What's your favorite place Denali?"

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WC: --- OOC: Big Grin .

With her happy expression of wanting to go to the beach he started trotting in the direction. He was happy she agreed. He was shown the beach for the first time not too long ago when he’d got a good whiff of the salt and wanted to know where it was coming from. He had yet to swallow his fear of the water that might suck him in and never let him out. He was happy to explore the beach itself. He liked the collection of interesting things the beach had to offer, and from his perspective it was quite interesting watching the waves push out onto the sand and pull it in with the water.

I just showed you it siwwy

He said expecting her to know everything that he liked already, well at least since the mansion was the first thing they went to it was obvious that was his favorite place, but he guessed some wolves just didn’t realize that.

I find bugs and lizards and snails and, cool stuff!

He said, then looked over as they got to the beach itself, the view from here was great, but he didn’t care for that now. He wanted to find a shell and show it to her. She might never have seen shells before! She’d love them. He flew down the little hill that marked between the beach and the valley, and started sniffing the salty sand, to see if he could find his treasure.

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WC: 309 {4 points, 1 for Word of the Day}


Ever since Layla first came to the beach in Dahlia de Mai, she fell in love with the place. The waves were a sight to see and the miles of sand jus added to it. The sand was warm on most fall days and the water was just about the same temperature, if not cooler. Along with its beauty, the ocean was always calm and a great place to take a break from the rough times in life. With the seasons changing, it would be winter soon, and now was the time to prepare for that. The mistress did have to admit though, the ocean did not have an ambrosial taste or smell. Whenever the water got in her mouth, the salt would ruin her mouth and the scent was just as salty. So the ocean had its ups and downs, but it was still a nice relaxing place. Layla turned her head to Denali as he stated he just showed her his favorite place. So he liked the ocean too? That was nice to know. Maybe if she came back for a visit, she could come here and find him again.

Layla followed the excited pup to the beach as he listed the things he found here. Truth be told, she thought the things he listed could only be found at rivers or lakes, not at the ocean. The mistress' orbs followed the pup as he was sniffing around in the sand. He must have been looking for something to show her. There was a lot that the ocean had to offer and she had already seen most of it, so what more was there to see? She went along with the pup and followed him around. Her smile formed on her face as she lowered her head towards the ground. "What are you looking for little one?"


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OOC: He was talking about the mansion, but it’s ok, she could just misunderstand him anyway no big deal :3

He was so into sniffing the salty sand that he forgotten about Layla for a second and in turn almost forgot what he was looking for, but it was so easy to find, that he didn’t have to try to look for too long when he remembered again. He nosed it picked it up and put it down at her feet.

It’s a Shell, see?

He said poking the lightly colored thing to her with a paw, he wondered if she liked shells, maybe one day when he had hands he’d find more and bring them to her, but for now he could find them here and there. He hoped she liked them, he didn’t want to go into the water though, even though it did look inviting, he knew it was horribly cold, and he wasn’t a fan of being cold unless he had to be. though the river water had been nice and cool, for some reason the ocean was much different and he didn’t want to take his chances, besides he was still trying off from his river plunge.

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WC: 410 {3 points}


As Layla continued to follow the pup, she couldn't figure out what it was that he was looking for. The mistress was all for taking a dip into the water, but it was best not to be rude and wait to see what it was that the pup wanted to show her. Once Denali found what he was looking for, the she wolf lowered her rear and sat down on the wet, hard sand. The pup was sort of digging nose into the sand before he turned around and placed something at her feet. The she wolf lowered her head to the object and looked over it. It was beautiful and had a nice bland of colors. Her ears moved when the pup said it was a shell. Who'd of thought that a shell could be so beautiful. She moved her orbs to the pup and smiled. ”It's beautiful Denali.”

Once Denali was in his bit of thinking trance, Layla rose to her feet and turned to go back the other way, but she wasn't leaving. She was going to try and impress the pup by finding him a really pretty shell that he may be able to take home. She found may different kinds on her little search. Some of them were small and some were big. Some were red, and some were brown. All of them were very pretty but one stood out the most. It was one of the rather big shells. It was skinny at the bottom, big and twisted at the top. The mistress moved her head down and grabbed the shell with her teeth. She then trotted back to the pup and wagged her tail happily. The she wolf placed the shell down near the pup and smirked. ”Here you go Denali. I found this for you. It looks really interesting.”

After searching for a few more pretty shells, she had a small pile of them. It was getting late in the day and the she wolf should probably be heading home soon; however, she was in the mood for a dip in the water before heading back. Slowly Layla moved over to the water and felt it brush against her paws. The sand was wet and began to build on her legs, but she didn't mind. Her tail wagged in her happiness as she turned her orbs back to Denali. ”Hey Denali, wanna splash around a bit before I have to head back?”


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OOC short and sweet I spose lol

Denali watched as she moved away from him in search of her own present, and came back with a much bigger shell, something he’d learned was called a conch, he stared at it, it was so big, he smiled his thanks and put his ear to the opening, he could hear the ocean much louder from the inside of the shell, he helped her collect some more shells before she mentioned hopping in the water.

Oh no thank you! You can though, I don’t like the cold of the salt water, it’s colder than the wiver.

He explained, but he didn’t want to spoil her fun at all, he just didn’t care too much for the already cooled down water source in front of him. She seemed excited about it though and he didn’t want to deny her something she was allowed to have, especially since he’d denied her entrance in the green house. That was something he couldn’t help though, he wasn’t allowed in it because the other wolves thought he was going to breaks something, or anther, but now that they were in the open beach, he doubted that Layla would break anything, you can’t break water

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