A Ceremony

Erika looked up from the rabbit she was eating. Far off in the distance, towards the mainland, she heard her mate howling her name. She gave a forlonging glance at her meal, but turned instead towards the sound of Majesty's howl.

She reached the end of the island at a cliff. The Algonquin wolf sniffed, trying to find her mate's scent. Her nose was on the ground for a few moments before she finally found a paw print holding Majesty's scent. It led down the cliff towards the shore underneath. The black wolf wondered why Majesty would be down there, but traversed down the slope regardless.

At the end of the cliff, she saw Majesty's chocolate coat off in the distance. Yelping happily, she trotted towards her mate, giving his muzzle a gentle lick when she reached him. "Bonjour." she said, smiling.