the rocks were slick with the morning dew residue, causing the pads on her paws to slide slightly as she moved across the tops of them. Her small, lanky frame moved dangerously across the tops of the rocks, heading across them to get to one of the smaller pools of water that were stored within some of the lower lying rocks. The water had been run off from the rivulet of the lake, it was trapped here from when the first hard rainfall mixed with the lake, causing the runoff to be a little more than usual. It was her favorite spot. She came her almost every day, after going home each night, of course. The blue-grey and black girl stood on the rocks looking down, dual toned eyes watched the pool before she stepped down towards it. She wasn’t much in the mood to play in the water today, but usually she did.

She hadn’t seen her father in a while, but she had been busy with mom, trying to figure out a way to make her happy, which at this point, didn’t seem like it would be happening. But she would try, none the less. She knew they needed a home, but mom was so stubborn about that whole thing, she refused to budge sometimes. And it was hard to get her to listen to her, but she was too set in her ways to argue with her, apparently.

She needed to find someone that daisy knew, and get them to talk sense into her. Yeah, that would work, right? Oh, she hoped so because she was tired of her mom being so depressed.