The summer meant warm sun to rest by in the windows of the library, beautiful and fragrant flowers populating the winding vines of the city, and plentiful prey out in the open. While the wolves found hardship in the summer for prey, Element was quite the opposite - all small prey such as squirrels, voles, and mice escape from their warmed winter burrows and revel in the sunshine, leaving Element free to catch as much - and only as much - as he needed.
Another thing that summer brought, however, was the hot, hot stone on the floor of his city home. He was careful to remain in the shade on days like these, when the sun baked the dark stones so that his paw pads were pained by stepping on them.
He caught a scent on the wind, the sense fleeting yet true - a canine. Stepping towards the scent, he quickly found the source of it - a brown wolf, painted with a cream underbelly and toes, was standing in his quadruped form in the street, seeming to be looking for something. He had a peculiar cloth tied on his head, making him look quite festive. He sat down, tucking his tail around his paws, hidden almost completely in the shadows save for his brilliant green eyes, wondering idly what the canine would do next.
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