King Elk Forest Skyscrapers

Evening had taken a liking to this forest, having been here once before. She was quietly napping in an abandoned animal den she had dug out a little bit, when the scent of wolf awakened her. She opened her eyes and immediately sucked in a breath between her fangs, making a hissing noise. It was the middle of the day and she was facing the entrance of the den (stupid, stupid!). She squeezed her eyes shut against the sudden light and then opened them again slowly. She wanted to just turn around to face the back of the den and go back to sleep, but anytime there were other wolves around, it put her on edge. As a loner, she couldn’t trust any wolf to be non-threatening until she’d interacted with them, and if she could smell them, then they could certainly smell her, if the wind changed directions in their favor.

Evening did not want to leave the den. She would be half-blind upon entering the forest proper and would have to stick to the thickest stands of trees to keep her body in the shade lest she sunburn. But now, more than anything, curiosity made her rise and stick her head out. What she saw caused her to blink and then stare. The wolf passing by, some distance away, was a wonderful silvery-blue color. Evening could not see much detail, for her day-blindness caused everything past a certain threshold to blur, but she knew she’d never seen a wolf that color before.

So struck by surprise was she that she didn’t think to make any kind of introduction. She only continued staring, with most of her body sheltered inside her den.