And it's the latter.
Instead of the one she's seeking, it's a wolf with pale russet fur, strawberry blonde—and silver eyes fixed ahead until the odd sound of the radio collar catches his attention, freezing in place to search for its source, eyes eventually falling on her.
The collar is unlike anything he'd ever seen. Its purpose—significance— is completely unknown to him, as is what it even is, having been completely isolated with his own until past months.
No words are spoken, but he doesn't look away nor walk away, head low. Waiting.
Instead of the one she's seeking, it's a wolf with pale russet fur, strawberry blonde—and silver eyes fixed ahead until the odd sound of the radio collar catches his attention, freezing in place to search for its source, eyes eventually falling on her.
The collar is unlike anything he'd ever seen. Its purpose—significance— is completely unknown to him, as is what it even is, having been completely isolated with his own until past months.
No words are spoken, but he doesn't look away nor walk away, head low. Waiting.
through wading grass,
the months will pass
you'll feel it all around
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