Sleepy Fox Hollow my tarnished coat of arms

More than Fiona came along; Anselm was hardly an hour’s breadth settled into the Hollow before the scent of interlopers trickled into his nose.

He coursed the first scent — male and interlaced over the ground as if he’d been here days — to somewhere adjacent the borders

But another scent captivated his attention — female, and much fresher.

Anselm was minutes away from discovering not one — but two — wolves traipsed the Hollow without his consent.