Where The Beast Wanders

There was an issue that came up however once he realized he was getting closer, he had caught the wolf's scent but mixed with it was a female in heat. His pace has slowed at this point, a heavy sigh slipping form his dark lips. Being a male, it was a difficult thing to handle no matter how hard he had tried, but thankfully he had been able to resist for a year now and he planned on continuing that. So with a deep breath he moved on, preparing himself for what he might face.

At first, Deivad believed he was seeing things once the scent was smacking him in the face and the figure of a wolf was just yards in front of him. He had approached from behind and usually he would announce his presence but something about this female was starting to make him question his sanity. He could have sworn he saw multiple colors along her back, now he had seen many females in his short life, but never had he come across someone covered in colors. Was it the pheromones in the air messing with him? He shook his head a few quick times and blinked his eyes as if it would clear his vision. ”What the...”