[PRP] The sky's awake... [Babbling Brook x Mud Print]

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Babbling Brook by a babbling brook.

Babs hummed the lack luster tune to herself and those that knew her knew she would be seeking out a place to nap. The day was hitting the peak of it's eat and although the pack was close to a water source - certainly close enough to not warrant a midday nap in the shade - she just couldn't help herself.

Finding a resting place was easy enough. The trees surrounding each side of their riverside home were large and provided enough of a canopy to create a warm and cozy space to curl up. Often times she would drag out another companion - ideally Little Spring - to curl up with. Along these banks she made many a memory from being an adolescent to her adult years. Her old pack, the Wanderers, had made plenty of visits to the territory. At first she was curious as to why they opted to share the territory, but rumor got around quickly as to why.

Time had past since those trips and now this was her home.

Finding a specific spot to lay was simple.. she just laid. Babs wasn't picky about the spot other than it having to be free of direct sun light. She found a small space where she could lean against a tree while laying down and did so. A yawn revealed pointy, nearly pearl white canines before they quickly vanished and she let her head drop to her paws. Her tail swished behind her as she began to hum again.

Babbling Brook by a babbling brook.

Soon she felt her eyelids grow heavy and she began to fall into a light slumber.

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[MangoMeow]

The humming had drawn his attention first, making Mud Print’s head pop up from the bush he had buried himself in. Plants like that always had the best dirt to dig into, and he did so love digging. It was his goal to see if he could find a new, interesting cave that way. Maybe he could make it his own secret den!

The humming was pretty though, and curiosity drew him to follow it. He could always come back later. With clumsy paws, the pup wheeled around and padded his way closer to the noise. It took a minute to get to whoever it was, but when he’d gotten there, he perked up at the sight of the familiar female. It as someone from his pack, someone important, but he’d never been good with names. His brow furrowed in thought as he tried to remember, before shrugging as he gave up and decided he’d rather just go over and play with them anyway.

Crouching low, he plodded his way as quietly as the little pup could until he was standing beside her shoulder. She had her eyes closed and appeared to be dozing now... why, he couldn’t allow that!

With a small wiggle of his butt, he jumped up with a tiny growl and nipped friskily at her ear.

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