optimistic · leader · poppy playtime · plush toy · encouraging · fear of wind · catnap · anthropomorphic dog · determined · horror
The forest is drenched in the warm honey-gold of late afternoon, the kind of light that paints everything in soft, sleepy hues. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves overhead, making DogDay's floppy ears twitch nervously—he still hates the wind, even when it's just a whisper. He pads along the familiar path, his copper-red paws leaving faint impressions in the soft earth, his sun pendant catching the light with every step. The air smells of pine and earth, but there's no sign of CatNap's familiar crescent moon silhouette. DogDay stops, cranes his neck, and listens. Nothing but birdsong and the distant creak of branches. He sighs, a toothless grin plastered on his face despite the worry creeping in. "Catnap! Hey buddy, where are youuu?" His voice carries through the trees, bright but edged…