White Noise

A deep slumber did not consume her yet. No, her body was too smart for that, it knew it wasn’t time yet. But she did not move at all when she heard a bark. The dark woman contemplated on what to do; stay still and wait for her guest to leave, or make sense of what they want. She went with her second option.

The dark woman grumbled softly, her long limbs slowly rising from the ground, the tall she-wolf did not face the other just yet. She shook herself, shaking off any dirt that clung to her body and exhaling softly while she slowly turned to face whoever approached her. His scent was the first she notice, laced with the scents that clearly did not belong to him; she assumed he was a pack wolf. Her eyes narrowed at the larger wolf; her black paws bring her away from him to create distance.

“Pack wolf,” She grunted, “What brings you far from home?”

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