Blackfeather Woods First Hunt

Oli began to grow weary of his surroundings as his eyes darted from the water to the surrounding trees. His spine began to prickle. He felt eyes peering into the back of him, melting two hole into his back. His slowly turned to the left, looking for the stalker. His head completely taken from his hunt. He stuck his nose into the air to stiff. He breathed in, hoping the scent of prey would overwhelm him. He could smell another wolf, but it was faint, masked by the scent of the smelly swamp he had chosen to hunt in. His ice blue eyes scanned the area, picking apart anything that seemed out of order, or anymore unfamiliar that it already was. Panic struck his and his eyes geew wide. What if it was another wolf hunting him? 
He made the hair stand on his back a bit as he double checked the area. He did notice a light brown figure tucked away behind him. It stood out like a sore thumb compared to the everlasting greens and dark Browns of the swamp. He let his fur lie flat as he carefully approached the figure. 
Once he got close enough he could see it was another wolf. The closer he got, the clearer the other wolf got. Oli quickened to a trot until he was about a wolf away from the stranger. 
"Hello, I'm Oli." Oli mustered out, his blue eyes shining, glazing his uncertainty of this new wolf.

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