Blackfeather Woods Odinn Dances Among the trees

The dog smelled the wolf from afar, curiosity got the best of him as always. His meetings with wolves in the past had all gone poorly to say the least. His loud nose snuffling and clumsy paws would be a dead giveaway to the wolf that he was on his way for a visit. He had actually gotten food before going to meet a wolf this time, and wasn't yelling at his food this time. He was learning from his past experiences at least.

The wolf was female, she was pretty he thought. She was small with blonde fur. Her eyes were closed and she seemed almost peaceful. Wolves were smart and knew things, so he was sure that his presence was known, so he waited. He would introduce himself after. For now he settle himself on the ground and wait patiently.