Tangled

Always on the move, Esa had found her way to the rustling thicket. Every few steps her paws would tangle in the tall grass and other growth - luckily she wasn't in a hurry to be anywhere, otherwise she might find herself very frustrated. Instead, she just tugged her paws out of the tangles and carried on patiently, inhaling the fresh summer scents and flicking her ears at the sounds of birds flitting to and fro in the tall bushes. It was nice to be shaded from the sun, as her jet black coat absorbed heat easily, which made continuous travel difficult during daylight, and she preferred to rest at night when it was cool. She didn't like her travel efforts being hindered, but at least in this place she was relatively protected from the daytime heat.

Suddenly she caught the scent of another wolf, and as she tried to identify the wolf, her paws knotted up in a particularly thick clump of grass and roots. She yipped slightly as she tumbled over herself and landed with a loud thump, writhing to yank her paws out of the undergrowth. She got to her paws as quickly as she could and looked around, though she couldn't exactly see very far. Shaking herself off, she perked her ears, hoping that someone was around, as it had been a while since she'd met anyone and she was one to feel lonely quite quickly.