Cat got your tongue?

C A L B R A C H

"Well, you're nothing if not honest." Calbrach took on the wolf's frank tone as the creature came into view. Like a ghost in the wilderness the wolf stepped forward. All white, not a speck of color. How vigorously does this one tend to his coat? Calbrach wondered to himself. A silly thought, in light of the situation.

"So, as I wander, I often come across those with purpose - like yourself, I assume." He sat now, inhaling and exhaling a deep breath. The tension of the last few moments talking to an invisible threat were exhausting. He relished the idea of seeing whom he addressed. If the wolf did decide to end him, at least now he could see him make the first move.