Blackfoot Forest dark shadows

hope you dont mind me! :3 The silver-eyed girl’s comment about starting up a pack was absolutely ridiculous. He was not interested in being in a pack, and leading one? Even more preposterous. Clearly, the chocolate female was delusional – Styx was worried that if he spent too much time with her that some of her delusions might rub off on him. Yuck. A frown creased his lips as he maneuvered through the forest, his slender body moving with ease around the tree trunks that dotted the area. He was slowly making his way through the land he had stumbled upon after separating from his family, and it was the coffee-coloured female who had temporarily distracted him from his exploration. While he had (for whatever reason) enjoyed the girl’s company, Styx much more at home being on his own. He would never be suited for pack life – it was absurd to even think that he could be part of one. Wolves did not take kindly to hybrids, nor would they want to be in a pack lead by one. Scoffing aloud at his thoughts, the yearling pressed forward, his long legs carrying him quickly through the shadowy forest. He had been so wrapped up in his own thoughts he had barely noticed the scent of another lingering around the trees until it was too late to avoid her. Nearly cursing aloud, the boy composed himself and studied the dark stranger as he leaned up against a tree trunk, seafoam gaze following her movements with muted interest. “Hey, pretty eyes,” he greeted suddenly, the words falling from his tongue with such ease as a crooked smile worked its way onto his dark maw. Whoever this girl was would act as the perfect distraction from the thoughts that Katrina had filled his mind with.