twitch has never been particularly good at going anywhere with purpose. most of her walks begin with a vague intention to stretch her legs and end somewhere entirely unrelated, usually because something interesting has caught her attention along the way. today, it is a narrow trail winding through the undergrowth, half-concealed beneath a generous scattering of fallen leaves.
she follows it without much thought, occasionally lowering her muzzle to investigate something in the dirt. a feather, a curious smell, the abandoned shell of some unfortunate beetle. nothing terribly exciting, but she has never required much in the way of entertainment.
