A Chance Arrangement

Esperanza walked along the pathway of some place that she never even knew. She was a lone wolf, and being alone was something she had known all too well. Her ebony coat whipped around from the breeze, her emerald optics shimmered slightly in the sunlight as she listened to the sounds of the land before her. Everything about this place sure was elegant, she loved the land she had seen now, and everything looked a bit fragile to her.

She soon caught the scent of the brute, or a male wolf. How she knew it was a male was beyond her, but something inside of her knew it was one. She approached the male cautiously, not knowing if her was going to hurt her or worse.