a crisp bite

The sun settled over the sky and soon it was night. Luka after many attempts to sleep for fitted the idea. He had suffered many sleepless nights and one more wouldn't kill him. "Maybe some other wolf is awake." and with that thought in mind Luka began to wander. The air around him was chilled as it ran through his fur. It sent shivers down his spine.  Luka placed his head near the ground were he captured many scents. Some of his pack mates, or coyotes days old, lone wolves traveling through the newly claimed territory. One scent caught his attention. It was a male, from Tuatha Dé. Curiously Luka began trotting towards the scent and soon enough he found the wolf he was looking for. His eye caught the wolf and looked over his body. A large wolf, deep grey with black running down his spine. Luka barked at him not wanting to startle the wolf. "Hi I am Luka. Nice night out isnt it?"