Duck Lake ava adore

His nose filled with the sweet smell of a wolf- a pregnant one. Halvard's stones stopped directly upon the inked dot within a blanket of winter. Without hesitation, he trotted closer, no intention in his mind other than to observe this stranger. Finally, her form became more clear. A voluptuous feminine shadow stared upon him, awaiting his arrival (or so he thought).

My, wasn't she breathtaking? Had he ever seen such an intoxicating creature? 

This was it, his angel! No longer was he to roam around in isolation and boredom. It was as though the heavens themselves had sent him a beautiful black gift. Suddenly gold rushed through his chest, spreading to his stomach and limbs, down to his tail and up to the tip of his ears. Immediately he knew no other wolf compared to her, he had seen hundreds of females but none so awe-inspiring as her. He'd known even more males, yet no one compared to her light. He wished to bask in it, dance in it, bathe in it. 

It was clear to him this was his heart, and he was determined to have it.