Red And Gold

A Scent Drifted Towards Him On The Dying Wind. Enigma Pressed His Nose To The Cold Ground, Tracing Whatever It Was That Was In The Air. Then, With A Flick Of His Ears, The Mostly White Creature Turned Towards The Direction The Scent Carried Strongest. And Nearly Right In Front Of Him, A Figure As Dark As His Heart Appeared. How Had He Not Detected Her Sooner? He Should Have Seen Her, Too. It Was Not Hard To Spot One Like Her Among The Purity Of Snow Around Them. It Swirled Lightly, Kissing His Pelt As Gently As The Winds Kissed The Leaves. Amber Gaze Swept Over Her, His Fur Puffing About Him Not Only To Appear Larger Or More Intimidating, But To Keep Out The Chill Of The Air. Enigma Had Not Come Across Much Else Since His Trek, His Priority Being His Family--Or Any Links And Remnants that Were Left. Standing Tall, He Bore Down Upon The Woman.

"Who Are You?" He Asked Briskly. Wondering Just Who This Midnight Beauty Was. Indeed She Was Attractive, Even With The Triad Of Scars Upon Her Face...Perhaps That Made Her All The More Attractive, No?