Marwa moved along the beach walking quietly as she went. She may be fully grown now but she still found that she loved the sound that sand made as she walked and squished her toes about. Squish, squish, squish it was like a little song in her head. Marwa had no particular reason to be out along the beach it had just seemed like a nice way to spend an afternoon. Mydas had left their shared den early in the morning to do things that needed to be done and she had found herself bored and not wanting to go out hunting.
Despite the fact that Marwa currently held the rank of Kinengwe or Hunter she hated to spend her time hunting. She was good enough at she supposed but she always felt like her prey could see her coming a mile away her red pelt. Mydas had made her feel a lot better about her coat since the first time they had met but it was something that she was pretty sure she would be self consceince about it the rest of her life.
Mydas loved his life. He couldn't think of a single time that he'd ever felt happier than he did now. Life was complete, and Mydas had Marwa to thank for that. Everything about her was wonderful, as far as Mydas was concerned, and he never failed to tell her exactly how he felt. She was his beautiful flower, a bright bit of life against the golden sands.
