☆ The birds chirp from above, rustling the leaves, causing the soft snow to fall. the wind carrys to scent of a unfamiliar pack, as though curious you continue to go about through there territory. within a blink of a eye, a unfamiliar wolf pins you to the soil, stray sticks and brambles poking your spine. with the curl of there lip they ask you what your doing, the female wolf steps aside letting you get up. they ask you to follow, so you do. ☆
