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the she-wolf seemed to mirror his actions -- a gesture that caused his ears to unpin and cup ahead, wrinkling his brow in the process. he dipped his muzzle once, a gesture done to capture any noise she might have made -- instead, she remained silent.

for a moment the only thing that stirred between them was the wind -- they sat, two solitary and still figures in a field dappled by snow.

then the male rose, dropping to the snow in a graceful playbow, his haunches in the air and his long ropy tail waving out behind him -- both of his ears held askance in a wild gesture that seemed to suggest play. he was testing her, in a way -- he was trying to test his limits and see whether she would allow him within her proximity, or whether she would be intolerant like many of her kind and simply chase him away.