Dinners in the freezer section

Kotori walked the border of his land, scenting the spring air.  Spring.  Kotori’s gaze ahead of him included plenty of areas that were still patched with snow.  Hell, it had rained last night and there had been snowflakes mixed in with that rain.  This was going to be one of those years that winter just didn’t want to give up its grip on the terrain.  Oh well, it did have one benefit.  Kotori wasn’t just seeing snow now but the clear hoofprint of a good-sized deer.

Dinner was nearby.  Kottori let out a howl, offering that any wolves who might want to go on a deer hunt could come join him.  The dumb thing might actually even be on the pack land, it seemed to be staying along the edge of their turf for some insane reason.  Did it want to come but feared going to close? Stupid deer, it had already gotten to close.

"Kotori"