Shakedown

The red and brown pelted male continued up the dense slope that was before him. His ebony nails dug into the fresh soil, keeping him from sliding down the incline and injuring himself. His golden orbs watched in amazement at the different types of weather conditions that surrounded this area. Not only was the air cool and crisp, but there was fog, and much of it for easier access for hunting and getting something to eat. While he had been in his old home, the only weather they had was rain and very little sunlight. And, due to much rain, he was surprised that it did not flood at his old home location. A smile came over him as he soon made it down from the hill that he had managed to get up to.

But, his thoughts were taken away when he could smell the fresh scent of blood, as well as a she-wolf close by from where he was located. Quickening his pace, he raced down the incline, managing to not hurt himself, and walked over to the she-wolf. She was not easy to spot, but when she was close enough, his eyes widened when he saw her beauty. She was stunning in the foggy atmosphere, and he couldn't keep himself from shaking, and keeping his heart from pounding inside of his chest. It was as if his heart would explode right out of his chest. With a large gulp, he walked a couple feet where she was and sat down, but making sure to give her some space so that it did not seem he was going to hurt her in any way.

"He...Hello," He would say, giving a small smile. Due to talking to a beautiful wolf like she was, it was hard for him to keep from stuttering, and to keep his composure.