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Packmate

Though she shared a common tongue with none of them, Kalaika knew much more than she let on.  From the confrontation she’d watched from the shadows last night to the crestfallen expression of Redmane this morning, the Frostwolf knew exactly what had transpired, if not why.

Sitting by the Huntress side, rather than Aidens, for the first time in a long while, she’d spent much of the morning nudging at her packmates paws, a gesture she mistook for attention seeking.  The mechanical head-pats and scritches behind the ears drew frustrated huffs, and thoughtful glances from the lupine as she considered the problem. In the end, she chose a simple remedy.  One that, even during Redmane’s bleakest days, drew forth her good humor...

It hardly mattered what the circumstances were, as Winter had likely learned about her love by now.  Halcyona rarely missed a day of her routine, which out here included a run up the shore and back.  She hadn’t been as subdued with the dainty monk as she was with any others around her, but it was clear that the events of the preceding day weighed heavily upon her in more ways than one as she left for that effort to clear her mind for the day. Her run had proceeded less than fifty yards up the beach before a white blur the size of a small horse charged from the house, purposefully bowling over any of the others that she could, save for the white haired pup that was Winters, in a calculated act that none save perhaps the dainty monk among them would attribute to a conscious decision.  

Moving fast and nearly silently, Kalaika caught up with her packmate...  And pounced, mawing and growling with all her heart.  A startled cry, a yelp as she hit the sand, and the Huntress found herself the subject of quite the attack.  Those looking on might well have mistaken it for such, were it not for the sound that came echoing softly back towards them...

The sound of the redheads malaise giving way to playful laughter as she managed to turn over and wrap her arms about the Frostwolf, joining in the play as they rolled over each other in the sand.  For a brief time that morning, Kalaika had reduced her packmate to a pup once more.  A pup that had been very much in need of the den mothers attention.

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Some pics I did using the color palette exercise going around + friends request.