◊ let it water a parched throat with warm summer rain ◊
Well, that was somewhat disappointing. Snapdragon had always been a fan of a good plateau— but a cliff would do almost as nicely. Throwing itself off into the void, only to catch itself on buzzing wings, was a rousing test of skill and strength. One might think that a tree could substitute, but only if one forgot about all the pesky branches getting in the way.
What Larkspur reported next was not exactly the hot goss Snapdragon had been angling for. Snapdragon quirked a brow. "Larkspur, I live in this territory. I've been to Whitewater." Snapdragon had very intentionally chosen to gather branches here at the Muddy River instead, where there was much less risk of having its haul or itself swept away in Whitewater's far more aggressive river rapids.
It might seem unusual for any other lone wolf to know about a pack's territory, but Snapdragon knew Larkspur well enough, even after so much time spent apart. Larkspur simply didn't worry that much about territories and borders and rules. In that, the siblings were much alike.
"You are right about the cold," Snapdragon allowed. "My only respite is in the deeper forests, and that is tenuous at best." It buzzed for a long moment, warming its delicate wings. It shook out its paws to shed drying mud, and gave Larkspur a second look-over. "Of course, you and your feathers are fine. You seem well, overall."
Then Snapdragon paused. Both brows quirked up this time. "Would you like to see something superb?"
What Larkspur reported next was not exactly the hot goss Snapdragon had been angling for. Snapdragon quirked a brow. "Larkspur, I live in this territory. I've been to Whitewater." Snapdragon had very intentionally chosen to gather branches here at the Muddy River instead, where there was much less risk of having its haul or itself swept away in Whitewater's far more aggressive river rapids.
It might seem unusual for any other lone wolf to know about a pack's territory, but Snapdragon knew Larkspur well enough, even after so much time spent apart. Larkspur simply didn't worry that much about territories and borders and rules. In that, the siblings were much alike.
"You are right about the cold," Snapdragon allowed. "My only respite is in the deeper forests, and that is tenuous at best." It buzzed for a long moment, warming its delicate wings. It shook out its paws to shed drying mud, and gave Larkspur a second look-over. "Of course, you and your feathers are fine. You seem well, overall."
Then Snapdragon paused. Both brows quirked up this time. "Would you like to see something superb?"