Blacktail Deer Plateau Witch of a witch of course

the sound was; a greeting.

ears, rooted, could turn only slightly towards its source. the head had to follow, take a good look at the one coming close. no alarm, merely bland want to know.

a wolf. patterns that made up their fur were as unto a dog ( more reasonably, as unto something inbred or mutated ). far smaller than the one who led basilica. blue-eyed ( why were they all? ).

from the digger; a chuff in return.

and then back to the hole it was.