Qeya River Chapter one - Page 2.

Sorry for the wait
There was the rejuvenating icy air filling her lungs, and the cool exhale that came with it an unforgettable feeling. For as chilly as it was, she found herself in love with every soft scent and the full lungs of winter wild she could give herself in autumn winds. With a shake of her fur, rough and quick, she took a final lap of the water with a final breath. With a now settled, content hum, she closed her eyes and slowly fixed her posture, a gentle smile upon her face now.

Then, down the way and the flow of the river, a face of dark. Beautiful bronze, oaky fur and the prettiest sheen of gold upon her shoulders! Coming to a stand, she stretched forward and bounced her head in greeting. A clumsy, awkward smile on her lips, still warm and welcoming, she sheepishly felt her cheeks flush. Did she do the thing? Was she intruding again?

 “Oh, no. I’m sorry! Am I intruding again? I’ve made quite the habit on accident. I don’t quite think I know how to tell anymore!” Though, Saga had a feeling the woman before her wasn’t a pack wolf, what if she was? A light laugh from her mouth, she looked down before putting her eyes upon the most beautiful sage eyes in the light snowfall!