If I could turn back time [M]

Rayne had been hoping for a peaceful time to nap and not run into any other wolves or at least hoped they’d have the sense to leave sleeping wolves lay. Et apparently, the gods thought otherwise and decided to interrupt his nap with the scent of another wolf floating towards him in the gentle breeze. Sighing heavily, Rayne opened his eyes and lifted up his head once more to see who decided to keep him company this time.

“And what’s it to you what I do in my spare time?” Rayne drawled back to him, eyeing the other up and noticing the wagging tail and mischievous grin. Oh great, he could already tell the kind of wolf this was. The smaller wolf reminded me of his other sister, who liked to poke and prod and weasel her way into pushing your buttons until you snapped. So not even waiting for so much as an answer, Rayne rested his chin against his legs again, closing his eyes in hopes the other took it as a sign to bugger off. He wasn’t in much of a mood for wolves like him.