Careful What You Do Or Say, He'll Bite Back...

My padded feet fell lightly, almost silently, on the slightly damp ground as I wove my way throughout the blackberry bushes. My intimate golden eyes never failed to notice even the slightest of things, my keen ears never failing to hear the slightest rustle in the bushes I was passing by. An eagle lifted into the sky, a rabbit darted into oblivion, a doe fled from my sight, and a squirrel scampered off into teh fading light. It was dusk; The sun was just beginning to set, hanging low over the horizon, a chill starting to creep its way into the air. A breeze rustled my multicolored fur, and I twitched my ears to keep the wind out of them. My body stayed low to the ground, my head and tail low as well, eyes intent as I glanced around frequently, almost as if waiting, watching... Finally, I sat, watching the moon as it rose into the sky. Full. Lifting my head to the sea of dark blue that expanded high overhead of me, my lips forming an almost perfect circle, I let out a long, mournful howl of the lonely, quiet and low at first, then rising in volume and pitch until it was a sort of lingering moan.

I waited, listening as the wind whispered through the blackberry bushes, brushing against my fur and dragging its fingers through my hair. There. An answering howl. Listening intently for a few moments as it began to slowly die away, I lifted my white and grey flecked muzzle abck into the air, letting out another long howl, but a lighter one, letting it fade away soon after. Come. Lowering the rest of my body slowly to the ground, I bury my nose into the damp ground, sniffing at the musky smell of the forest floor, well camoflauged from most things, the only thing standing out the white splotches covering my otherwise grey and brown muzzle. My black body with brown patches and grey flecks otherwise blended in perfectly with my surroundings. I listened. And waiting. And tehn, I heard it: Light footsteps on the trail leading to me. Lifting my head into the air, I could scent out the smell of a she-wolf, listening to her footfalls gradually get closer and closer.

I held my head high as I heard a short yip. Shaking my body, I perked my dark ears forward, letting out a responding bark to her. Keeping my body low to the groun as I lay, tail wagging slowly, I listened, cocking my head slightly to the side as I waited, wondering who it would be. It had been a while since I had seen other wolves around, and I could feel my pulse pounding as I waited in anticipation. It had been too long since I had talked to others, in my opinion, and now I couldn't wait.