The male uncertain of his path began pawing slowly at the ground, boredom had set in and being alone had taken it's toll over the last few days. He lifted his pale coloured frame and pulled into a stretch, yawning as he did so.
Pulling the lone wolf out of his daze, a loud yapping sound of Coyotes. Irritated, he straigthened his back, slightly raised his hackles and began walking in the opposite direction. Abruptly his body came to a halt, ears pulled back as the sound of another canine was heard.
Thoughts rushed through the blanc lupus' mind, should he... Before he could finish the thought, he realised that his body was already in motion, dashing towards the commotion. All of a sudden a figure darted out, mouth openend wide, his jaws clamped down onto the shoulder of the coyote. The impact was enough to bring the animal down, a strong white paw protracted it's claws into the skin, just above the brisket. A swift swipe of the paw and the creature's chest deflated giving it's last breath.
The predator pulled himself down off the smaller canine's corpse. Ears spun to the sound of another and from the sounds he could distinguish, it was in pain. He spun his body round and before he could even take a step the strong scent of female wolf stung his nostrils. Narrowing his sight, a brown wolf came into sight, bright red flamed horns protruding out of a limp canine body.
"Why, Hello there."
Not realising his own complexion, his brilliant white coat was stained with the blood, fresh from his last kill. Adrenaline caressed his body, boosted his confidence and allowing him to forget how lonesone he had been.
