Feel free to PM if you’d like to plot anything out. Heiro had woken up early and left the Chien Hotel to play down by the beach. He was getting better at sneaking out while his mother and sister were sleeping, Niro was off visiting family, and was quickly turning his practiced stealth into a routine. The husky babe was hoping to run into his wolf pup friend Ro, but since the trench blunder, his dark pal had disappeared. Not allowing himself to sulk into lower spirits as his large hybrid paws hit the cool sand, the black and white pup took off at an all out run down the beach and towards the ocean squealing with glee as he went and letting out a yodel-like howl.
The morning sun was just glancing off the Atlantic Ocean and the air was still crisp, but it was the water that really shook Heiro’s tree and woke the puppy up. Brrr...he shivered as his teeth chattered together, the ocean waves had washed clear up to his armpits and flanks and now the pup scampered back towards the dunes, satisfied with his little spurt of energy. Tongue lolling to the side in his very wolfish grin, Heiro made his way to sparse copse of grass atop the duneside to look out over the ocean.
His ice blue eyes scanned the horizon as he panted and let out little playful yips to the seagulls dotting the shore. Who knew what the day would hold? With the attention span of a squirrel or really any pup at his age, Heiro’s gaze dropped to a gaggle of Canadian geese and mallard ducks occupying one part of the beach. His little heart thrummed in his chest from his earlier exertion, but now he had a goal. Duck hunting! Oh how he loved to see the large birds fly. The puppy slid down the dune, successfully covering his wet half in sand, and slowly began inching his way towards the resting flock.
He managed to get as close as his anxious little heart could take before taking off in a full out sprint once more sending puppy barks and miniature howls into the air before the cacophony of the morning was filled with raucous squawks and honks of dismay. The mallards took flight quacking angrily back at the disturbance, but the geese held their ground, and Heiro found out why a little too late. Pouncing in with a triumphant laugh, the hybrid found himself nose to bill with a gray downy-feather gosling. The baby, much younger than he, gave a shrill cry of fear and Heiro instantly froze when the thunder of wings filled his ears followed by the terrifying hiss of the momma goose.
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