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Jake T. Dog ([personal profile] doooooog) wrote 2023-03-16 11:38 pm (UTC)

[ The sun was already dipped low behind the trees when Jake awoke to the smell of distantly roasting fish. His body was stretched into a vine, twining around the trunk of the tree he'd chosen as an anchor for a day of rest and dropping eaves. There wasn't much activity in this particular stretch of forest, but that suited Jake fine. The solitude allowed his mind to wander, passing the time by cataloguing his desires and discarding them one by one. He must have dozed off.

Jake blinks into the darkness of the clearing, nose and empty gut working together to draw him down from the tree and back to his preferred doggy shape. Trotting through the forest on all fours, nose raised in the air, Jake follows the scent until it leads him to the distant glow of a campfire just ahead. Jake approaches with care, pads of his feet hitting against the soft grass as he makes his slow advance. You could never be too careful in unfamiliar woods.

Though apparently Jake wasn't careful enough. The invitation both surprises and encourages him, stepping out from where he'd been observing the scene with a quick shake. The man in question was an Orber, that was obvious just from looking at him. But then, what was he doing all the way out here? ]


Seriously? Thanks, man. [ Jake steps over to the fire, sitting in front of it. The warmth was particularly attractive after a day spent slowly gathering dew in his fur. ] Smells great.

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