Rosewater Oasis Little Coywolf

The spear watched as the guardian came in and yapped a warning sound to the young one. His dark grey eyes searched the appearance of the adult. He noted the pointed features. He noted the lean muscle beneath the warm coat. They did not look remarkable. And his attention returned to the younger figure, who appeared to be scuttling back toward the guardian shape of the adult behind her. 

Lanza tapped his tail again. His dark lip lifted in a toothy smile.