MIA
As my mind raced, I didn’t notice how far Lyla had run off. I moved closer and looked through her eyes as she approached a clearing. She came to a stop and looked around till her eyes landed on a waterfall.
The running of the water made it sound so magical. I close my eyes, letting the sound calm me. Lyla moved and walked toward it. She came to a stop and drank some water.
Once she stops drinking, she stretches out her front paws and lays down near the edge of the water. Her eyes dart around, drinking in the scenery of the place, until her eyes landed on the water. I couldn’t help but look at our reflection in the water. Clear as day, Lyla has snow-white fur with silver sprinkles running through. Her eyes are bright blue.
“Lyla, you look gorgeous,” I say.
“Thank you,” she mur
