Restless Tonight

The yellow eyed wolf stopped when the bushes around her shuttered. Raissa didn't even know why she was here. She had been wandering around, boredness getting to her and making her itch for excitement. The male called out in an eerily calm, depressed voice.

"I could ask you the same thing. Who's there?" She called back, a smirk plastered to her face. She moved until she was sure he could see her eyes, but only that. Their fiery orange depths glowed in the night.