Mist had certainly enjoyed her free time, splashing and sliding upon the river's deep blue surface. Just as any water wolf would.
She swam down below, prepared for her record-breaking breaching. She rocketed towards the surface, gleaming in the sun's light. For a moment in time, she had felt as if she could fly. Returning once more to the river, she suddenly perked up from a distressing sight.
Scouts had returned, guiding a injured wolf of flight.
"Diamond...." Mist uttered.
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