Stone Circle You make me want to scream

It wasn't the scent that carried through the winds that caught him, no. It was the soft padding of paws on dampened earth. Swiveling an ear to it, he listened closely to the drum of its walk. It was too light to be any sort of large prey, far too heavy to be small. Whatever it was- was heading towards him.

Turning his head around, snow falling from his fur, Greyback peered into the forest with squinted eyes. It was then that he saw the reflection of another's and their awkward coloring of head and body. Dianne? He smiled and called out to her "Dianne, is that you? Why don't you come join me?"