Kintla Flatlands Howl for me

She saw it from the corner of her eye; the scum and filth that spread from the wolf like a raven's wings in flight. Revulsion filled her, and she lifted her muzzle from the water's edge. Ripples disturbed the layer of filth, she stepped away from the water's edge and watched as he did the same. At his words, she did not change the emotionless mask that was her face. His voice was a deep baritone, something that may have been admirable had his pelt not been quite so offputting.

She glanced at him, coldly, and took a single step toward him. Her eyes flashed, her beauty marred by the cold ice of her features. " Bold of you to be out so close to your bedtime " she said smoothly, challenge glinting a moment in her eyes. This male was one of the most...interesting...she had seen in quite a while.