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If I could change, and keep the rain away
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Jael, Shattered Coast.
The ground was sodden with rainwater, but the clouds had held their bounty at bay. The sky was shadowed with cloud cover, yet the glow of the sun illuminated the air and gave a small promise to the passing of the never-ending storm. The wolfess had faith in that promise, and adventured out into the mist and fog and headed eastward. The earth toned female almost always had a plan in mind, and this day was no different. At times they were vague, but she had set out with a certain purpose.
The artist painted with the three primaries, and her tube of cadmium yellow was low. Mati found it her most prized hue, for it was the only true color that captured the essence of the sun. The round orb had been missing from the sky during the pass gloom filled days, but never from her landscapes. She opted to leave Ambrose at home, the small pet happy to stay out of the chilly drizzle. He had never been to Halifax, but it would be a quick trip and she wouldn’t be able to show the hedgehog many sights. It was a trip that she didn’t even really want to male, but she couldn’t go without the paint and it was best to get the errand over with.
She padded along the semi visible trail, making sure to stay at a distance from the new clam territory that clung to the shore between Crimson Dreams and the city. Though her brother was a Knight there, she still didn’t want to rustle any feathers by trespassing. Four large paws carried her heavy framed body, making her progress quick and effortless with purple eyes scanning the thin forest around her. She hated how cautious she had become, having finally out growing the timid nature of her puphood just before gaining the scars the lined her forearms. He was dead, news from her mother’s very mouth still did not ease all of the fear she held.
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