Jade Fern Grove Sometimes it burns

There were strange scents in the wilds as of late. They were canine, but not wolfish and Etienne found it a little different. But he did not puzzle it out at first. Just accepted it as something new.

A strange sweeping sound reached his ears. Not wolfish, but similar. He froze and looked about him, golden eyes searching. Searing.

He straightened his back and his posture and he watched wary and unsure. This was a different creature than his counterparts.