Will we meet again

It was cold here that was for sure. Ruby fluffed up her fur against the wind while she entered the mines. To seek shelter obviously from this wretched weather. No wonder only the larger wolves tended to come here. Her paws brushed against the floor. There seemed to be some furs around here. When she turned down another tunnel she tensed. Feeling the heat that radiated off a makeshift den.

So there was someone here. Ruby turned her gaze to the dark tunnels. Who was it and she had half a mind to havr some fun. After all it had been a while since shed been able to do that. Her tail twitched sitting on the furs as she waited for whoever it was to return.