They don't call me big for nothing

The ebony woman had walked into the land. Her large form and her thick coat bounced together while she bounded through the landscape. Her emerald optics shimmering with delight as she ran, her salmon tongue hanging to the side as she ran. Her legs extended as she did long strides, a smile on her face as her tail swayed from side to side as she ran. The sounds of songbirds could be heard, ears erect, sometimes twitching when she could hear their little whistles. She had been alone for a while and hoped she could have someone to talk to for a little while.

That, was soon when she could smell the scent of a male, another pack wolf. She used to be a pack wolf, but due to unfortunate events, that was no longer to be.