Fall down with your lies

No matter how insular and thick her fur, she wasn’t sure she would ever get used to this temperature. It was snuggling weather, and not a soul in sight. Never had she heard a greater tragedy. Her paws crunched lightly on the white terrain, and her breath steamed before her muzzle. The falling ruin was the easiest landmark to spot from where she had risen in the morning. It was no surprise that her path lined her up to explore the outer edges of the crumbling architecture.

The spot of purple as it moved down from the wall caught her eye. It was only a fleeting movement, and then the creature was out of view. Uncertain if was an interesting type of prey, or another wolf to socialise with, the woman perked up. Feet raised high as she trotted towards the spot in the wall the purple had vanished.

She surveyed the uncertain foundation for a moment, and then leaped forward. Her claws digging into the rough surface and finding purchase, hauling herself up and across the top. Now she was in the very spot the purple creature had vanished from. Looking down, she spotted it. Another wolf. Keetie sat, her tail sweeping dust behind her as she grinned as raised a paw in greeting. “Hello, hello”