Deepwood Weald Lost without you

Pluto waited, ears pricked firmly upwards and nostrils flared, dark eyes trained on the large female searching for him, muzzle pressed to the earth and tongue flitting out to catch the scarlet drops sliding down her nose. Her head raised, stature full as she slipped between the bushes and trees, suddenly pausing as her golden optics trained on the undergrowth where the small coyote camped. Her maw moved as she whispered something to herself, stance lowering as she shook her rear, almost like an overgrown feline preparing to strike a wayward rat. Suddenly, her large paws were flying across the earth, throwing up forest debris and soil as the once calm air became filled with the sounds of the wolf crashing through bushes, leaves, and twigs. Braced haunches sprang into action as Pluto practically flew out of the bush, laughter bursting out from his lean chest as he soared. "Come and get me, hag!"

Swiftly, he hit the earth again, throwing up a small cloud of loose soil as his small paws hit the ground, swiftly beginning to move in a sprinting motion as he darted through the woods with ease, sliding under bushes, leaping over rocks, and darting behind trees. His ragged tail flew out behind him like a banner, ears flattened against his skull from the wind pushing against them. Suddenly, he leaped to the right, skidding across the soil before leaping again into a patch of longer grasses. Pluto continued to sprint further into the grasses, vanishing in the long stalks before stopping entirely, hunkering down and waiting, ears pricked again and legs tensed.