Rising Sun Valley thin thread

He was intrigued by the creature's slight but curved build, from the top of her ears down to her small paws that were quick to scoop some snow into his face. Falling back down with a soft growl, Dovev shook the fluffy ice from his pelt and glanced back up, hearing devices swiveling forward. She had dissapeared from view.

Not bothering to call out, the wolf rounded the shale pile, looking for a way up. He could swear he could she her tail lofting off the side of a rock, just out of reach. He looked sad that this little plaything had ran away and he was stuck on the bottom, too heavy to try following her up the unstable rock.
Aw... come on.