Paint the Sky with Fire

Esperanza was trailing off. She needed something to do rather than wait for someone to use her. The day was chilly and frigid with the tundra like cold of the morning, but the day was still good and slightly warm from the sun's rays. She was walking when she soon caught a glimpse of a brown and black wolf. She had not seen him before and walked over. He appeared to be savoring his paw, probably from the cold temperatures. She walked over and sat down beside the river, a small distance away from him and soon placed her snout into the water. When a sizeable fish came within her maw, she snatched it up, snapping down on it's fragile bones as it lay limp in her mouth. She looked at the wolf beside her that was a bit of a distance away from her.