Hoshor Plains grinning

stippled heels, delicate hocks; the spiderweb of veins upon the thin skin there and there and there;
she was running from him, a steelbone ribbon ripped from a corset and dancing in an imploring windfall. merrick gave chase. he was only made for sprinting; he breathed upon her right flank but soon fell back.
the bearwolf was created for the long pursuit. 
and so he watched her figure grow smaller and smaller before him — and still onward he moved, following the cunning tracks in the snow.
her voice rose upon the wind;
but merrick had gone silent and prowling in his quiet desire.