Lark - Borzoi - Female
Lark shifted her weight from one leg to another, pondering Chessie's invitation. Her brows were furrowed in concentration. She definitely wouldn't really mind going back to the woods, but she would really miss the windhound too... What to do? The female considered the boring emptiness of the lone life and shrugged slightly, her shoulders moving up and down. "I'll come." Lark responded hesitantly, hoping she was doing the right thing.
Lark shifted her weight from one leg to another, pondering Chessie's invitation. Her brows were furrowed in concentration. She definitely wouldn't really mind going back to the woods, but she would really miss the windhound too... What to do? The female considered the boring emptiness of the lone life and shrugged slightly, her shoulders moving up and down. "I'll come." Lark responded hesitantly, hoping she was doing the right thing.