ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, I'll HAVE YOU

Ivory mass stalked the lands, his massive figure moving so quietly, that one could almost deny that it was him. His paws meshed with the ground, the setting sun casting an amber glow on him, adding contrast to his light coloured form and the shadows around. The night air cooled him, and he enjoyed the lingering chill it brought, it was an amazing feeling. Casting a glance, he'd spare the navy sky a fleeting look, near enjoyment oozing from his pores.

Tilting his head, he would let out a howl, calling anyone to him, anyone to help him enjoy the night before him. He felt a need to be social, an over-whelming need to interact. There had to be someone out there... right?