Fox's Glade wendigo

/crying - i had no idea u responded to this <333333333333333333333333333333333333333

A call cut short his attempt to retreat into the wood. The length of his ears swiveled briskly atop his skull and he pointed his muzzle in her direction with a stiff-legged fear. The words were friendly enough, Tadec knew that he should not have been too concerned, but the female had come from his rear and he had not scented her before her voice had rung. The fiery russet fur along his shoulders stood erect and bristled against the backdrop of dark coal. Latching his sights to her features, Tadec found that she easily could have overpowered him. She was a full-fledged wolf.

Realizing that it would not have been wise to be rude to this wolfess, the thief dipped his muzzle toward the earth – protecting his throat and offering respect. “Greetings,” he rumbled in a timbre that was a startling contrast to the limber shape of his figure and the sharp jutting of his bones.