He carried a thin pelt in his jaws, rolled as tightly as a wolf nose was capable of rolling. Like a very nice joint, except he didn't twist the end. That would've been hard, considering the material. And he didn't smoke because fire was difficult for wolves, and dangerous to boot. And anyway, he had feathers in the roll of deerskin; long and fine and fancifully colored. Some came from climes much warmer than these, and other from birds far larger than a wolf's usual fare. And it wasn't as though he was about to light those on fire, right? He wasn't an idiot.
So. He carried the pelt. He walked on long, rangy, legs. He lifted his nose high in the air, like a deer scenting the wind. Or like a wolf scenting the wind. That's a bit closer, actually — the wolf bit. He did that lip-curling thing. Flume? Flem? It helped him catch scents better, presumably. He didn't do it because it looked cool.
There were packs in seemingly every direction. He stood very still, overwhelmed, and tried to decide which one he ought to go to, first.
So. He carried the pelt. He walked on long, rangy, legs. He lifted his nose high in the air, like a deer scenting the wind. Or like a wolf scenting the wind. That's a bit closer, actually — the wolf bit. He did that lip-curling thing. Flume? Flem? It helped him catch scents better, presumably. He didn't do it because it looked cool.
There were packs in seemingly every direction. He stood very still, overwhelmed, and tried to decide which one he ought to go to, first.
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blue - by Elk - May 10, 2024, 07:53 PM