With Tender Feet
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His eyes continued to watch the horses as they did their thing, frolicking, grazing, and dancing about. The silence and peace was nice to be around, it was zen. She nearly closed her eyes as a breeze cut through the air allowing the fresh morning scent rush into her nose. It was nearly at this time she heard the voice cut through the air saying her name. Her eyes shot open as her ears turned back. She recognized the voice, it was sweet Domonick. Turning her head she saw him flailing about like a fool and she couldn't help but giggle. As he came to her side leaning on the fence she smiled more, "I know, right?" She mewed as she turned her body to straddle the fence. Leaning forward she propped herself up with her good hand, "So what have you been doing?" She asked curiously of the chocolate black male. Her other hand rested palm up in her lap.

She looked him over, it seemed he had been doing a lot she could tell by his body, he looked like he was getting more toned and he seemed a lot more peppier. Perhaps it was just her imagination, either way it did show in his eyes and body. Honestly, she was tired of all this walking all this movement. It was wearing on her, she was tired. Perhaps she pushed herself too hard, but she had been walking all of the pack lands, so much she had probably gone over them three times or so. She surely was getting to become very aware of the land, so taking one day a little lazy wouldn't hurt, right? Well, she'd find out if it did.


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