His giant paws would carry him into an orchard, the stunning fruits were beginning to ripen and he had no intention of forgetting the mass amount of prey that inhabited the lush forest. He couldn?t help the smirk that played on his features as he stalked through the over grown rows of perfect trees. In the years following human demise smaller trees had started to grow underneath, and the forest had grown considerably. Though the man made heart was still very much noticeable as the wolf silently browsed the aisles. His original intents were food, but as he caught the scent of another intentions would quickly sway. He?d cock his eyebrow as ears rose and his nose went to work, curiosity overwhelming at the semi-familiar scent.
