Post by Kite on Aug 8, 2012 11:40:01 GMT -5
The lost female loped through the den-site, stricken with fear. She had wandered too far, oblivious to the territory borders. Unfortunately, she caught the scent of the pack that lived here too late, masked by the water and the interesting things dwelled in the forest. Here, the smell of powerful adult wolves was strong, and it was laced over everything. Kite was horrified. A brief border skirmish was one thing, walking into the den of the wrong pack could be potentially fatal. She simply hoped that there were no pups or any hot-blooded parents. Her heart was thumping in her chest. She didn't know the way out. There could be an angry large male on her already stunted tail any moment. She needed to escape, but which way?
The tri-colored wolf accidentally splashed into a pool of water. No better way of letting the residents know she was here than to make an unholy racket. She froze in terror, water dripped from her muzzle. She looked like a drowned rat, water streaming over her coat, ears and tail hanging with despair. She had no idea whether this pack was friendly or not. If they were home, she was probably about to find out.
The tri-colored wolf accidentally splashed into a pool of water. No better way of letting the residents know she was here than to make an unholy racket. She froze in terror, water dripped from her muzzle. She looked like a drowned rat, water streaming over her coat, ears and tail hanging with despair. She had no idea whether this pack was friendly or not. If they were home, she was probably about to find out.