I Walk Alone...
06-19-2013, 05:45 PM
Chocolate brown head rose as he scented something on the wind. He cocked his ears when he caught a voice calling from somewhere behind him. Where did he come from? The scent of blood intermingled with that of death, along with the tenseness of this stranger. Eyes narrowed, he stalked his way closer for a better look at this intruder. Nostrils flared as he drank in the scent of this new male. He seemed to be about the same age, muscular, and looked like he could deal a vicious bite...this could be good. What was a whelp like him doing out here? And where did he come from? He hadn't seen anyone out on this landscape for a while. The last time he had spotted a wolf who challenged him, well it hadn't ended pretty for the last stranger. Dust kicked up around his legs, adding a thin layer of dust to his white chest and underbelly as he stalked closer. He slowed his stride when he was about a yard or so away. Silvery blue eyes bored into the stranger.
"What I am looking for is not your business. So I advise you to turn around before you get hurt."He tensed his muscles, his tail held low and stiff just above the ground. His gaze remained cold and calculating on the Gray mass before him. His stance did not waver, nor did he feel intimidated in anyway. He had no connections with anyone, so why should he start now?
"What I am looking for is not your business. So I advise you to turn around before you get hurt."He tensed his muscles, his tail held low and stiff just above the ground. His gaze remained cold and calculating on the Gray mass before him. His stance did not waver, nor did he feel intimidated in anyway. He had no connections with anyone, so why should he start now?