Fuzzy Slippers
11-03-2014, 07:01 PM
The winds were picking up as Xytri roamed through the thick, harsh forest. Branches flicked across his nearly frozen snout inflicting an irritating amount pain. His paws were slightly damp due to the saturated leaves that littered the forest floor. The lone wolf continued his path to nowhere in search of his next meal, which he hoped would be his favorite meat, Salmon. He wandered near the nearly frozen stream not expecting any luck. The winds were nearly unbearable and it was time to give up on the search and find a place to hunker down before the great yellow circle in the sky hid for yet another night. Xytri tried to retrace his steps back his usual resting place but was unable to form any memory of where that might be. He continued his search, still completely lost, when he noticed a strange object in the distance. A bear perhaps? Maybe a fox? Hopefully anything but a skunk. Skunks were by far the mortal nemesis of this curious canine. Mainly due to the fact that Xytri tried to befriend one that was sleeping in its den and was instantly sprayed by that smelly liquid he was so familiar with. He refocused his thoughts back on to the blurred lump generously close to the tree in the distance. He hunched his body down leaving his butt swaying up in the air, his tail flickering in the harsh wind. He ever so slowly crawled forward to get a better look at the object that spiked his curiosity. He finally got within distance of making out the beast and without hesitation shouted, "WOLF!" while springing into the chilled air above. |