LILAC:
I run my tongue over my muzzle...
Cleaning the last remaining bits of flesh from it.
I leave the carcass.
Bounding through the chilled grasses.
My spirit renewed.
Enjoying the beauty of the land.
A single rabbit dives for his burrow...
As I pass by.
Multiple scents flood into my keen nose...
Too many to name.
But one stands out....
Like the scent of smoke.
I stop.
A wolf.
Another.
My eyes dart around anxiously.
A male wolf.
I continue on my way....
But now....
Much more cautious.
The scent of him is everywhere.
DAMIAN:
I scratch myself on the stump of an old tree....
My back arched.
My tongue lazily lolling out.
My stomach stuffed with the rabbit my clever little paws had snatched up...
I smell water.....my rabbit...leaves....approaching winter...me, of course...and..
I stand up....
And my eyes widen.
Staring about.
I thought I....
Had I?
I smelled another wolf.
A female wolf.
My large brown eyes twinkled with curiosity...
As I set out to find the trespassing stranger.
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Fading Howls (IN THE PROCESS OF MAJOR EDITING)
AdventurePLEASE NOTE: THIS STORY IS NOT ABOUT WEREWOLVES When Lilac meets Damian... She thinks she may have, finally, done something right in her life. But, when her and Damian find themselves caught in a flared war... Darkly complicated secrets will unravel...
