Phoenix Maplewood A Newcome Season

Backdated to around mid-March!

@Shard :3

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Louis feet never seemed to stop moving. Even on days when he and Shard paused to rest or explore a smaller area, Louis would pace and prance and dig. He would bound through the snow, bow down to entice play, chase anything that moved. It was still cold, but a change in the air promised spring, and it filled the young coywolf with energy.

Right now he was trying very hard to impress Shard by stalking a weasel hidden in tunnels under the snow. Louis' ears pricked, calculating, and - relatively certain this snow was safe - he leapt up and shot down, nose first into the snowbank.

He didn't catch the weasel.

But he did flush it out. The creature flung itself free of upturned snow and bolted across the ground. In its haste to escape Louis, who had quickly extracted himself and turned, it didn't at first seem to notice the great white wolf it was running straight towards.

And when it did notice him, far too close now to turn, it seemed to decide its best chance was to fling itself forward, in some wild hope of startling Shard or latching onto his coat to clamber out of reach of sharp fangs.