Larksong Grotto red among stars

After spending the night in the grotto, Rose rose to his feet. Stretching his toes on the still somewhat warm earth that retained his heat throughout the nap. Smooth claws digging into the earth as the goliath stretched his muscles one by one, hearing mild cracks as the hinges settled back into place. 

The beauty of being a loner is that there were no duties for him to accomplish. No one to hound him for sleeping the day and night away, only hunger was his master as it would drag him out of the den he'd take up for the time being and do the same thing the next day. Perhaps if he was lucky he could come accross a carcass that could fill his belly more so than a rabbit. A free meal could be nice, to fill his belly with no effort. Build some fat to burn for any slow days to come as winter rounds the corner. 

Powerful shoulders rolled under the cape of plush white as he emerged from the cove, his warm breath creating a plume as it rolled off his pink tongue and into the chilled air. A female welcomed his sight as he stopped short just a few meters from the entrance. Watching her with a molten sunny gaze. Is it curiosity that you brought you here, or my scent. His tone was as svelt, no malice hidden in his words despite his brain humming with the desire to defend himself from the stranger who was at the mouth of the cove.
 

BAM! I'm in

@Thuringwethil