Suspicious of Strangers

The sound of the cold droplets of water trickling down stalactites and stalagmites was something to behold. The low stone surface was slightly unstable, and even though her paws were slightly smaller, and used to uncontrollable terrain, sometimes, a low misstep can mean disaster and injury. Her ebony colored nostrils moved in and out, the smell of the stale water and the movement of paws that were not the femmes caught her lobes. They flicked forward. An unfamiliar scent was clearly something that she had just smelled.

She approached forward, almost slipping from a stone that started to tumble. She could see a cavern not too far from her location, but the downfall, there was an older male wolf who would have on this land longer than she was standing in front of the cavern as well. He had white around his pelt, and his ebony coat was slightly more dull due to age. But, he was a rogue, and she was from a hated pack. Would he turn and attack her?

Esperanza approached the brute slowly and watched with a kind heart.


Hello, Sir," was what she had said and bowed her head respectfully. She did not wish to start a fight, and she wasn't quite well in fighting herself. She knew that from a well known fact. Her emerald orbs looked into the amber colored ones of the male, but she stayed silent for him to speak.