I look nice! Dos decided, pridefully, twisting her head back and forth to look at herself in the water. It was always weird becoming a prey animal and gaining their weird kind of stretchy vision that let her see nearly behind herself without having to turn her head but made the space just in front of herself kind of blurry. Maybe she should draw her eyes slightly closer to the front in this form? She gave a quick little lick of her paws and swiped her face curiously before her long ears twitched, catching a crunching. Huh? she blinked with curiosity, then jumped back with surprise when a gray blur sprung from the brush. She prepared to scramble out of reach of a hungry predator, only to blink again in surprise as her would-be attacker soared clear over her and - yep! Dos winced sympathetically, remembering how her own paws had slipped in the mud and send her skating, filling her mouth with mud and a few loose pebbles right before she bumped into her monarch. "Oh wow," Dos squeaked, the gray she-wolf's form immediately becoming recognizable in her eyes. Forgetting to transform back or that the wolf probably couldn't understand her in her changed shape, she bounded over to the downed wolf. She sniffed her without the caution of a rabbit, using her nose to carefully prod the leg of fox-turned-bunny remembered as the one that had been broken in the waterfall, but thankfully, it seemed in-tact this time around. That was good! She gave a pleased binky and sat in front of the wolf expectantly, waiting for her to get up again. --- Speech. |
Muddy River
A wide ravine where a shallow, gentle river flows. Years of drought and silt deposits have built this area into a fertile delta. The river remains low and dry most of the year, staining its waters brown and creating muddy shores.
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