My Ebony Flower

The male was decently close, but Bindi was done tracking him, as her legs grew shaky from walking. She had been up and searching for Whitewater Gorge for hours, and the midnight wolfess was tired. Deciding to take a nap before another hunt, the obsidian female lay beside a tree, enjoying the cold breeze that blew through her dark fur. She was still close to the boarders, but she was comfortable beside the tree and didn't feel like moving out of possible danger.

Closing her eyes, a breeze went by and Bindi could tell the male was coming closer toward her. Figuring out that the male was probably tracking her the midnight wolfess kept her eyes closed, and waited for the male to come find her.