Muzzle to Muzzle [Chapter 4]

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LILAC:

I cock open one eye.

Rolling over onto my back.

Stretching and yawning.

The bitter frost tickles my nose.

I take a long, deep, wary sniff..

Rising to my feet.

Stepping out into the early morning.

Dawn.

A thin coat of sparkly white dust covers everything.

It is a glorious sight.

I glance around.

Ready to move on.

The phrase "shifty eyes" comes to mind.

But before I have not even taken three steps...

I spot a pair of peculiar-looking ears poking out of a bush.

Moving closer.....

I gulp down a bout of fear and uncertainty...

DAMIAN:

I duck forward....

Planning a calm, courteous approach.

But as soon as I catch sight of the she-wolf...

Excitement and joy at finding another of my kind overtake my senses...

I bounce forward.

Bumping right into her.

Muzzle to muzzle.

I gaze into her eyes...

A warm yellow.

And I plop down on my haunches.

A little dazed.

The she-wolf turns her body into a natural defence position.

Halfway through a small snarl with her fangs bared.

Obviously both surprised and understandably...annoyed.

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