It was raining. A gloomy atomosphere hung in the sky, bringing with it the illusion that it was still early morning, or becoming night. In truth it was mid-afternoon, the time which the sun would usually dominate the skys, but alas, not today. Instead water fell from the sky, landing right inside of a little Jackal burrow.
Haki was sleeping when he felt a little drop of water land of his nose. He wiggled his nose, and half-sneezed which caused him to wake. Then he looked outside his burrow at the grassland he was in. He sighed and rose to his feet. Burrows were nice and cozy and warm, or cool when hot. But now since he was awake, and that it was raining, he had to somehow keep his den from becoming a mud-puddle.
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