Lost Creek Hollow Gold thread

It was cold here. Different then in the desert, being soggy and wet and seeping into your fur. In the desert, when it turned cold at nightfall, yet you could still find warmth in the dry sands. She did not plan to stay this far north for long.  

Soon, a musky scent capture her attention and she rounded about until she found the male wolf in the distance. She breaths him in deeply as she came nearer in an arcing manner, to not draw too close too quickly.
 
A handsome fellow of unique pelt and he did not seem all wolf, something which instinctively brought the coywolf into more of an ease. She settled her trades to her feet and calls out, Greetings, northerner! Ko'a brings warm welcome and trade. Maybe he would be interested?