Wolf RPG

@Kesik

Morgana had ventured out to the valley, having only visited once. The snow was begining to melt and this was probably the last time she would see the valley covered in snow for quite a while. In her opinion, the sight was calming and relaxing, more so than the summer sun. She streached her limps which were considerably tired after the journey. She yawned, prepared to take a leisurely nap before retiring back to the dark woods.
She had only closed her eyes when she smelled an unusual scent, one that she had smelled before but had not become regularly familiar with. She contemplated leaving her plans to take a nap and exploring the scent . And curiousity always won. She truged through the wet snow, her limps cracking out of the shell of tiredness and ache. She didn't have to go any farther when she could smell the scent very close to her. But at first she didn't see it. It's pelt was almost white, except for the black markings that in the end, gave it away. She wanted to jump on its back, play with it for a bit. It wasn't as big as her, but big enough to be a predator. A fox. While living with the coyote hybrids, she had learned about life outside a wolf's world. She could tell what it was, even though she wasn't accustomed with it. She found that fixes were generally shy and quite creatures that kept out of wolves way, unless being threatened. Then they could be very hostile and pretty dangerous.

Kesik emerged from the den to see a wolf sniffing around their meadow. He froze in shock, but when the wolf stared at him he made his way over, fur puffed up to make him look bigger. "What are you doing here?" he questioned her, voice slightly angry. He didn't like wolves. especially near Autumn.

Morgana liked this one. She had never met a fox who had been so bold enough to walk right up to her and question her. Well I found your scent and figured, why not? I haven't seen a fox in quite a while, but then again, nobody likes me much...She explained. She felt like she needed to get along with this fox, like she wanted to. The names Morgana. And you are? She said, her attempt at being nice.

Kesik beamed at her. "It's okay, Morgana. I like you, because you haven't eaten me. And if you don't eat me ever I will like you even more." he told her matter of factly. "Also, you are very pretty and you seem kind. Some people must like you"

Morgana lightly smiled. He had no idea. But just because she was in a dark and evil pack full of devil's and murderers alike with their own little cult of trained assasins and spy's , doesn't mean she had to make enemy's with a fox? No.
The fox must have come into contact with a few wolves, judging by the fact that he was quite bold to a wolf. You have met wolves before? You must have enemy's ; Morgana said. It seemed like he was practiced in the art of dealing with wolves.