Haunted Wood A New Beginning

“Glad to know. Not like I’ll start testing the boundaries.” He mumbles jokingly, voice still quiet, for they’re still close to the pups. 

They begin walking, side by side, brushing shoulders occasionally. The moon round in the sky shoots beams of light through the gangly leaves and winding of the tree limbs above them. The splotches of blue-white light shower them both ethereally in an other worldly glow. The night is rare for the fog has lifted, Santi plans on taking full advantage of it.

It’s a few minutes of comfortable silence, before Santi is blatantly staring at her. Admiring her thick, onyx fur that frames her face so well. After a minute the adoration fades to be replaced with something more feral. It hears him up and causes a smile to appear across his maw. He might want to get her riled up.