09-09-2008, 11:31 PM
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The sky had been gray for two days. It had rained in the morning, leaving the ground spongy and moist. All around the air smelt like rain, but that scent was mingled with others—wolves, coyotes, numerous animals and the faintest smell of the sea. She had come south, following the migrating birds, unwilling to spend another winter alone. Four years alone had been enough to teach her that was something she did not wish to do again. Luckily, the summer had proven hearty, and showed. With a large build as it was, Aurèle’s muscles had filled in and her winter coat had just begun to grow in. Multiple shades of tan and crème mingled with pristine white, though her feet had long ago picked up dingy, no-color dust socks from the roads.
Frowning, the she-wolf eyed the stormy clouds. Though her plan had been to cut south, she had elected to move east as well, and now was moving north again. Experience had taught her that if she went too far south, the heat would be devastating. Though it had cooled, a heat wave was due anytime. Aurèle did not plan to intercept that. Shaking out her coat and moving on again, she continued following no specific route and aiming for nothing in general.[/html]