Meadowlark Prairie a whisper of silk

thank you!!

like an answered prayer he materialized from the grasses, heavy footfalls showing little care for anonymity.  such a large creature need not stay hidden anyway; she suspected his size was enough to dissuade any with ill intent.

immediately she began scenting, leather of her nostrils thrumming in and out; he smelled of many, an unfathomable number of scents wove through his pelt.  it intimidated her.  that was a feeling she was not used to, as it worked its way through the sinew of her spine and her guard hairs stood on end.

reigi was feral — aggressive and posessive at best but downright flighty if necessary.  what if she wasn't supposed to be here?  what if he sent out a call?  that had always meant more —

but he was coming closer instead.  she lowered her head as her tail brushed against the collected snow as a whining chuff came from her throat.