these paws hold still no longer

Kione was more of a daytime fellow than night and generally would be sleeping at this time.  It was a busy day though and he’d fallen asleep early.  It wasn’t time to wake up, not in his mind but, his body was rested and more sleep wasn’t going to happen.  He was on a land that was owned by a bunch of wolves that were giving him a guest pass.  Wouldn’t it make sense to make use of this moment and explore the land a little?

Kione had trotted out a ways, checking out the scenery.  The wind brought in scents of animals he had never seen but promised fun.  He’d have to travel later in the direction the wind blew to see what these animals were.  For now, he continued farther into the plains, noticing lots of rabbits at least, a few seen and even more smelled.

After a bit, he was getting near the border and thought of turning around.  His ears picked up the soft sounds of someone else in the grass.  It was quiet but still audible and he moved forward until he spotted one of the wolves looking up at the stars.  One who normally was out at night or just a happenstance thing for this one time?  With nothing better to do and ready to use this time to meet others he headed over, “’ello luv,” the large-eared, color-splashed wild dog greeted the wolf.  “Pleasant evening ain’t it?”


"Kione"