Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

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Posted on September 19, 2011 at 06:13:28 PM by Juliet

After meeting that male a while back, they had arranged to meet again. And it was that very day now. Juliet was excited about seeing him again to say the least- she had never really had a proper friend before and certainly not one that acted as kindly as he had. With a small purr she quickened her pace, not wanting to be late for the meeting. It was now around midday, as planned, still worried she was going to be late she broke into a faster run now. Thick blonde fur flying out behind her as she did so, the femme’s coat knotted with small flowers and feathers collected that morning from earth pack. It had been what she did every day- go out, collecting fallen flowers (she would never uproot one) and feathers to tie in her hair. The feathers stayed there but the flowers almost always withered by the next day so it was a routine she had got into.

The wolf girl slid to a half at the exact same spot at Traydon river they had met. She remembered it clearly, the little outcrop, by the water. Where the fish were bountiful and the grass was greener than most other area’s. It seemed she was not late, but early, and so Juliet, now a young adult rather than older teen, sat down, tail wagging and big blue eyes blinking. I hope he comes… she muttered to herself uneasily, licking one paw self-consciously before placing it down again, only to pick up the other one to do the exact same thing. Anxiously, she stood up and paced around a little, before deciding to lie down in the river.

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