Exploring the Colors

Mornings had never been Irin's favorite thing. But sometimes, the magic of a sunrise drew the little white wolf from wherever she was sleeping and out into the wilds. But right then, Irin was still dozing, trying to catch up on her sleep after a long day of travelling across the lands of this continent. She had moved like she had a purpose the previous day, and it had left the dainty female exhausted - but not so exhausted that she didn't notice the scent of another wolf as it curled beneath her nose.



Irin awakened immediately, silvery-blue eyes snapping open as she inhaled deeply, ensuring that this was not a ghost of a scent that she had detected. No, a wolf was padding by her den even as she thought this. Irin had to wonder why, however. It was still dark, though as Irin slipped from her hiding place as the black female passed her by, she noted that the sun was slowly rising, lightening the sky just slightly.



Maybe the female lived near here. Were there any packs in the area? Irin hadn't noticed any scent markers. But maybe this female was a wanderer like Irin, heading wherever her paws would take her. Perhaps she was chasing the trail of the massive pawprints that Irin had seen not so long ago. Or maybe she was just here, drifting like a leaf on the wind, and wandering where ever she desired. Curiousity flared in Irin's mind and she slipped after the black female, padding quietly through the thick underbrush.



She had not been walking for long when she cleared her throat slightly, trying to quietly alert the other female to her presence. Irin was many things, but a stalker wasn't one of them, and while she was curious, she didn't intend to follow the other through the forest until her intentions were revealed.



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