Morningside Cuesta Is open as an option

the woman caught his attention right away. much of his family was plain, their pelts either comprised of various tones of agouti or simply pure black (bleached brown in the summer sun). she was not plain. her crisp white coat accented by onyx markings was something he'd never seen before, and the sight drew him closer, within her line of vision.

he chuffed, tail wagging slightly. she smelled of the winding valley nearby, of the pack that resided there. he wasn't familiar with any of their denizens—yet.

her eyes were brilliant, too, surya noticed as he came closer still: a crystalline blue. but just as his gemstone eyes were warm, hers were cold. . .though to what degree that ice reached her heart, he didn't know. he was eager to find out, though.

out for a stroll, or something more important? he queried casually, with a gentle smile, fully aware of the fact that the older, stronger she-wolf could kick his ass without making much of an effort.