Boartusk Heights Atarashī

Bless your heart for grabbing this. <3

It wasn’t the shift in the wind that allowed him to notice her, but the light scattering of stones underfoot. Haru turned his attention toward the figure of a sunlit gold wolf who prowled along the mountain.

The thief gazed at her for a short while. His dark eyes followed each step of her paws until she had drifted out of his line of sight and behind tall stones. Sawamura wasn’t certain he wanted to chance another meeting with a stranger. The last had not gone well. Hunger still gnawed at his stomach, and it rumbled to remind him that he couldn’t trek forever. He would have to stop to eat at some point.

The slim coyote trotted in the direction of the gold wolf. His narrow gaze searched the rocks for where she might appear. Knowing that he would not want to track or follow her, Haru drew his muzzle up and yipped out a greeting. The man’s black-tipped ears stood tall and scanned the stones for signs of the wolf.