3/11/2026, 9:26 PM
Unawares of the very real danger she'd just put herself in, the goofy wolfdog continued to twist almost like a fond cat against the ground where she'd settled. Had ground always felt this soft? She wasn't sure. Willow had never really liked the idea of fur or grass getting caught in the layers of her pelt, not when it took so many hours of self grooming to get them out (especially since she couldn't reach the worst spots half of the time). However, bathing in the glow of the strange light that illuminated the small space, it was as if all her worried had faded. Frankly, she couldn't even remember what she'd been fussing over before! Maybe it had always felt this good to be warm, and she'd been cold for so long that the female had simply... forgotten?
Regardless of her state, Willowbelle had enough juice left in her noggin to process the body language of the stranger she'd mildly insulted upon her arrival. She hadn't exactly meant to be mean.. words were just hard! Her dam had always said she barked before she thought, maybe she'd made the other one mad? Her head thumped upon the ground as the half-breed stilled, turning her squinting eyes up to the form that now loomed before her. Oh. He was a big one, wasn't he? To be fair, most things in this place were bigger than Willow. While she may have been the biggest in her litter, she was a little ol' nothing compared to the size of a real wolf- an this male was most certainly a real wolf. He even smelled like it. His tail slowly rose behind him, like a proud flag he propped up in show. Oooh, was she supposed to do that too?
By this point, the bitch had somehow managed to arrange herself into a shape that resembled both a dead snake a pretzel combined. She hooked her head the opposite direction she'd been facing before, forcing her entire body to flop halfway over with the force of gravity. Just like a dog, her long legs dangled rather helplessly into the air, and the thickest part of her furry head and neck disappeared into the brown of the dirt around her. When the stranger spoke his voice was deep, almost like he wasn't quite used to talking. A shame, considering she never shut up. Then, he commented. Willow's eyes glittered with delight as she barked a laugh, butt wiggling in the dirt until she was wiggling back and forth like a puppy (not exactly the most dignified sight, for sure).
Regardless of her state, Willowbelle had enough juice left in her noggin to process the body language of the stranger she'd mildly insulted upon her arrival. She hadn't exactly meant to be mean.. words were just hard! Her dam had always said she barked before she thought, maybe she'd made the other one mad? Her head thumped upon the ground as the half-breed stilled, turning her squinting eyes up to the form that now loomed before her. Oh. He was a big one, wasn't he? To be fair, most things in this place were bigger than Willow. While she may have been the biggest in her litter, she was a little ol' nothing compared to the size of a real wolf- an this male was most certainly a real wolf. He even smelled like it. His tail slowly rose behind him, like a proud flag he propped up in show. Oooh, was she supposed to do that too?
By this point, the bitch had somehow managed to arrange herself into a shape that resembled both a dead snake a pretzel combined. She hooked her head the opposite direction she'd been facing before, forcing her entire body to flop halfway over with the force of gravity. Just like a dog, her long legs dangled rather helplessly into the air, and the thickest part of her furry head and neck disappeared into the brown of the dirt around her. When the stranger spoke his voice was deep, almost like he wasn't quite used to talking. A shame, considering she never shut up. Then, he commented. Willow's eyes glittered with delight as she barked a laugh, butt wiggling in the dirt until she was wiggling back and forth like a puppy (not exactly the most dignified sight, for sure).
Haha! You're right!She cooed as her tail thumped behind her.
My mama used to tell me I plum look like I been caught in a twister. 's been so long since I had a nice good groomin'.The female sighed out before she fully registered his comment. Amazement flooded her mixed eyes, and with the grace of a penguin on land she flipped herself over. Paws were spread wide on the ground as the female assumed a posture that was surely meant to be suspicious, but simply read as playful; even her tail was wagging a mile a minute behind her (so much for being nonchalant).
Whoa! How'd you do that? Do'ya read minds? Are you a... one of them de-a-ties (deities) too?! What am I thinkin' right now? Wait, no- am I thinkin' right now??