sentry

I'll assume this is after the smiles and cigarettes thread, although it's not finished

drip drip drip

Cold water droplets rolled down the adult wolf's chin and into the puddle he had just used to quench his thirst. He exhaled, and small cloud of mist escaped from his lips, it was a cold day. Damp and heavy, not exactly Galileo's favorite.

He casually looked at the sky, something he was used to do several times a day, above him nothing but a grey mantle of clouds. Shame, no interesting clouds to watch as the afternoon rolled in.

Suddenly he caught a scent. A fragance that was somehow familiar to him...He inhaled deeply, tasting the sweetness of such odor. He remembered it.. but couldn't place where from..