The Sunspire XXX

She was happy to see him eat, and huffed her approval. And once he was done she would lick away the remnants he did not manage to get himself with a wagging tail. New Snow stepped over the mountainous wolf, nipping at his withers before she turned and splayed her forelegs against the bloodied snow; she hoped to engage him in a bout of play.

Huffing again, New Snow whirled the opposite way in quick bounds. She would be easy to catch this game; she knew the importance of conserving their energy! But she also delighted in this game, and his pursuit.