Wrong kind of Hide and Seek

*Actaea* · 11-14-2019, 01:33 PM

She did remember one important detail about the pups of her uncle, they were almost all either white or silverish. This meant it could be very hard to spot any of them in the snow without carefully looking. This was why she was fallowing whatever, she thought she may have saw, moving closer to the lake. She paused when she got to a slightly elevated spot and let her eyes scan the territory again. At first she didn't see anything, she hadn't even noticed the black ruff of fur on the pup as he hunkered down in the snow. She looked to Boris once she finished as he gently pressed into her side, his loud deep breathing filling the air for a few moments before she turned her head and began another scan. She was also giving Boris a bit of a break knowing he was wearing out quicker then herself. This time she caught the gentle bob of black against the white background as the young male slunk forward. Narrowing her eyes she watched as the black continued to move.

Huffing lightly she picked up her pace, down the elevated spot towards the black ruff in the snow. Behind Boris pushed through the snow, fallowing her trail. As she grew closer the outline of the boy's slinking form and it continued to grow more and more clear as she moved. It was definitely a wolf pup, but was it truly her uncle's or someone else's. She didn't want to scare the child, but she also didn't want to attract unwanted attention either. So she continued her fast approach until she was within earshot, a safe earshot distance.

"Praetor," she called, his name not coming to mind fast enough.

He should recognize his last name and if he did then she had definitely found one of her cousins.

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Wrong kind of Hide and Seek

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Actaea