wanderlust
12-11-2015, 05:37 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-11-2015, 05:38 PM by Áki.)
There was nothing more peaceful than the day's bitter cold, and the feeling of snow against his paws. He hadn't felt quite so relaxed in awhile - not that he was a particularly uptight wolf. There was nothing as invigorating as the crisp winter air, and he inhaled sharply, following it with a content sigh.
It wasn't at all surprising that Sunniva was drawn here as well, and he expected to see her soon, as it had been some time since their last meeting. Her scent came to him first, and he didn't bother to search for her in the distance; perhaps she might try to surprise him as Sabine was so apt to. A slight smile drew on his muzzle before she got even close enough to spot him, and he turned to find her soon after. "Iltapäivällä, rakas sisko," he would greet her gently, his head tilting as he examined her during her approach. "How have you been?"
It wasn't at all surprising that Sunniva was drawn here as well, and he expected to see her soon, as it had been some time since their last meeting. Her scent came to him first, and he didn't bother to search for her in the distance; perhaps she might try to surprise him as Sabine was so apt to. A slight smile drew on his muzzle before she got even close enough to spot him, and he turned to find her soon after. "Iltapäivällä, rakas sisko," he would greet her gently, his head tilting as he examined her during her approach. "How have you been?"
