Hoof it on over.

[Shiloh Dawnbringer]

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515 words. Think of this face the entire time you read this: >:d

Shiloh always made things obvious, not only when it came to her emotions, which she wore on her sleeve. Awful smells, tastes, touches, being dirty.. this was just a pawful of things Shi expressed distaste to avidly. She knew the other female understood, though owning a horse herself, she had to have been used to the smell by now. Her face remained buried in her leather coat, following the female as she approached a horse with nearly the same coloration as she. Cerulean eyes wandered over Lili for a moment, now realizing that she had never seen a wolf with characteristics like hers. The pristine female wondered briefly what sort of mix she was, for she had never seen another wolf with the same fur patterns.

Her focus was back on the horse in front of her, as Liliana invited her to pet one. Feeling stuffy with half her face buried in the top of her coat, Shi struggled, but eventually decided she would grin and bear the smell. Slowly she lifted her cream laced face from the jacket, grimacing at the arid smell of horses and cattle. Deciding instead to focus on how the majesty of the horse itself, she lifted a paw to the horse that Lili pet, and her paws graced over its cheeks briefly. Again she felt the strong muscles of the beast, and felt that urge to ask the female next to her what it felt like to be on one, much less ride one.

When she retracted her hand, she focused on Lili once more, and her suggestion nearly made Shiloh's eyes tear up with joy. How she wanted fresh air, and though she knew she should have politely refused as a guest in Lili's home, Shiloh could not help her ways. "That'd be lovel-- Ah!" As she spoke, she already felt herself walking somewhat backwards, to the stable doors they had come into, but as she did so, Shiloh stepped into a pile of half dry manure. Her entire body froze up as she felt something squish under her feet, and a sickening feeling began to build up inside of her. She dared look down, and saw what she feared - she stepped into horse dung. "Ahhhh!" the pristine female squealed, unable to contain her displeasure now.

Almost instinctively, she turned and ran back outside, sucking in fresh air like she had been holding her breath for too long. A few AniWayan wolves turned their heads at the scene below the camp, watching as the white guest began to drag her feet across the grass, her ears flat against her cream colored head. The smell of horse manure clung to her, at least in her mind, but when she dragged her foot across the grass, she seemed to dig her heel in, which brought up fresh dirt. Well now the manure was gone, but now there was dirt. Tears formed in the corners of Shiloh's eyes, feeling she just could not win. She needed to find water, a lake, a trough .. anything to fix this awful dilemma.