Morningside Cuesta slice of cheddar

Kaertok's ears swiveled to pick up the sound of approaching footsteps, and he looked just in time to see somebody woofing a greeting at him. A cursory sniff of the downwind scent indicated that she was associated with a pack, although the faintness of it led Kaertok to believe it was not an established one. She was a small thing, even for a female, but Kaertok was aware that large personalities could be wrapped in small packages.

Considering this wolf had approached him, and not the other way around, Kaertok stood and waited expectantly, wondering what the occasion was to greet him.