Tiptoe Through the Window

ORWYND
everyone who isn't me is an enemy

Soon enough Orwynd’s light footsteps brought him within view of an oddly colored female wolf. She was just ahead, seeming to take in the spectacle around her with wondrous eyes. The male brought himself between several trees and the stranger so as not to reveal himself quite yet. He too was drawn to the marvel of this place and couldn’t help but admire her ability to appreciate it as he would’ve liked to if he hadn’t been so sour. Picking up pace Orwynd wove between the treetops in a large circle around the female so that when he finally stepped into the open he was directly in her line of sight.

He feigned surprise and turned towards her with a gentle wag of his tail. “Oh I’m sorry, I certainly wasn’t expecting company here.” Orwynd turned to look over his shoulder imitating curiosity as if he hadn’t been following her. “It is quite a sight though, I’m glad I’m not the only one enjoying it.” He raked his face gently against one of the snow-covered pine branches, rubbing the scent into his fur and allowing the green needles to sift through the hair on his cheeks. “You happen to see any rabbit? I’ve been looking.” Orwynd said with a smile, gears shifting in his head as he decided what he wanted to do with the she-wolf.