Curiosity Killed The Cat But I'm Not A Cat

With the changing of seasons, summer had burst onto the scene with a merciless heat wave. The temperatures are blistering during the day and there is little to no relief from it even in the darkness of night. But pack business does not stand still even if everyone simply wished to lay in the relatively cool caves of the gorge and forget the weather until fall. Since Enki had discussed with Medusa opening lines of communication with other packs that way, when Redrum took over, he would have all the tools he needed to succeed the pair had then split up the packs they would visit.

Night has fully fallen by the time pale pink man arrives at Elysium’s borders, the stars shining brightly above as the heat of the day still clings Boreas even after the sun had long set. Tongue lolls out the side of his mouth as Enki comes to a stop a respectful distance from the invisible border and settles himself on the soft grass so that he can catch his breath. After several minutes, he sweeps his tongue over his lips and nose and then tilts his head back to issue a call for the alpha of this pack. His tone is relaxed, calm and invites them to come have a simple chat with him.

As his call fades into the evening, Enki slides down to come to rest on his belly while he continues to pant out the heat that his body had collected on the journey here. Hopefully, by the time the alpha arrives, he will be somewhat presentable.


"Enki Klein"