Running Out of Mountain (IC Join)

The night colored male towered over Kahlua. She felt like an ant under his keen azure eyes. Sinking to the ground in submission, Kahlua lifted her hind leg and moved her pale eyes to his colossal paws. The little wolf wanted no brawl with anyone, especially a male this size. A heavy breath made its way out of her wet nose and danced off, disappearing into the nipping wind. She was calmed that he didn’t lash out on her for intruding.

Kahlua’s ears perked at his voice, and then relaxed. What was she doing here? Starving. “I didn’t know this was anyone’s land, I’m sorry. I’m just a wanderer. I’ve been making my way west across the mountains for a few months now.” Assuming she had shown her surrender clearly enough, Kahlua rolled to lie on her belly and ventured to glance up at the black wolf that stood over her.