The Heartwood Snow White, the Huntsman

The silver wanderer watched as Keith barked at the stag but all the stag did was grunt and take a step forward. At that moment, the white wolf took off, running away from the stag with his tail tucked between his legs. The silver explorer raised an eyebrow when he saw that the white wolf did not look back once to see if he was following. Wow, talk about loyalty. He shook his head, lost in his thoughts before the stag grunted again. Antlers dangerously near him.

Immediately the silver prince bowed his head respectfully to the stag and took another step back. The stag seemed to have lost interest in the wolves and turned around, leaving the outrider sighing in relief.

Rolling his eyes, he followed Keith's scent trail into the trees. At least his friend had the sense to go into the trees, if the stag followed, it might have saved his life. He approached the white wolf, growling playfully "Wow, you're a brilliant friend, Keith."


His fast limbs took him out of the clear and into the trees where the stag wouldn't probably move so fast. He stopped after a minute or so and looked back to check on his friend, who he had forgotten about the moment he saw the giant antlers.