not god's chosen

Laith · 12-30-2022, 01:01 AM

Laith fluffed his fur up to protect himself against the cool autumn breeze. He wasn't that big of a fan of the colder months, and the autumn was already pushing him to the edge of his comfort zone. His steps were mostly quiet as he meandered between the huge redwoods, save for the crunch of leaves and snapping of the occasional twig. If he wasn't hunting then he had no reason to be silently prowling around like some weirdo.
The fluttering of wings had his head turning on a dime, grey ears flicking forward to listen more closely. It sounded further in the distance, but had piqued his interest enough to get him to change his course of direction. Not that he was heading anywhere in particular to begin with. With a low mumble under his breath of curiosity, Laith moved forward at a gentle trot, tail waving behind him like a banner in the air. Maybe he'd find something fun, like an injured bird to play with. That'd definitely improve his mood.
Before long he caught movement ahead of him, a creamy grey wolf heading in the same direction he was. Laith paused behind one of the redwood trees, angling himself so only his front half was able to be seen around it if the other wolf turned to look at him. His green eyes watched the other larger wolf, glittering with curiosity, but he made no attempt to catch their attention beyond purposefully stepping on a leaf so it crunched loudly.

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not god's chosen

laith

Laith