The goodness of being Proper
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Melee had been know to see her father as well as his siblings around the pack except for one. She hadn’t really seen much of her Aunt Shiloh hanging around the pack. She often wondered if she had been off to see other packs like she had been doing. Speaking of which, she really wanted to head back in the direction of Crimson Dreams to see her friend again. She was eager to have him show her around his pack so she could see what it was like there. She had been interested in the pack and wanted to learn more about it. The girl was so excited that she could barely contain herself. She often found herself bounding from her home and heading for the borders so that she could sneak out and go play. Today was one of those days. The brown pup was rolling around in the snow as she ran along the borders of the pack lands. She was looking for the spot she had left from to where she could go and see Oak again. So far she wasn’t able to sniff it out. She wondered if she had already past it and she was just wandering around for the fun of it. While she wanted to leave, she couldn’t help but be distracted from the fun she was having in the snow. The girl continued to roll around before laughing and heading back down the borders, back the way she came.

Melee stopped when she came to a hill. She looked down to all the freshly made snow. It looked so lovely and this was the perfect place for the pup to make a fool out of herself. Thankfully there didn’t seem to be too many trees or rocks at the bottom so it was safe for her to run around and have her fun. The pup began to run along the side of the hill, making so many paw prints that she barely recognized it. She was having so much fun running around that she completely forgot about going back to the borders and out of Dahlia de Mai. She stood at the top of the hill and looked over the mess she made. She felt so proud of herself and bounded off to go find another patch of snow to play in. The brown pup began to head down the head, but she lost her footing and began to forward roll down the hill. She could feel the snow building up on her body as she continued to roll. Her speed was increasing and she looked to see the snow covering her like a ball. She closed her eyes to brace herself from the impact. So far it wasn’t looking like she was going to run into anything, she just kept on rolling. The pup whined as she continued to roll, wondering if anyone would hear her and help her to stop rolling.

Finally she stopped and hit a small tree nearby. Because the snow was protecting her, she didn’t suffer from any injuries. She paused and fell into some snow. Melee laid there for a while before shaking her head and walking around, trying to figure out where in the pack lands she was.


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