Hey there!
He spat and started to move. The white coated hare on the kitchen table would have to wait a little longer before the butcher. It was dead anyway, he was sure it wouldn’t mind. The chocolate male shifted down to the four legged normal wolf form as he exited his cottage. The chill hit him in the face when he left the warm house and left it behind. A last glance was thrown at the cosy lit building before he followed the faint scent of something he guessed was a trespassing stranger that needed some whipping. He trotted hastily through the annoying snow, halfway blind because of the stinging intense white scenery. The breeze had fangs, and the falling snowflakes tickled his thick arctic fur. It was rather chilly. If he had not been moving about, he was certain he would feel the cold properly, regardless of his arctic genes.
In fact he almost stepped on the female before he discovered the body of a female collapsed in the snow. Sigh, so this was why. Winter had arrived and wolves seemed to pull more towards packs because of the safety. This one seemed to need some additional assistance as well, but Haku was not known to be the most sentimental member of Dahlia de Mai, so that fact was an insignificant detail he cared little for. She was a trespasser and on pack grounds, that was the situation, and he would not allow that. You do not belong here. He stated dryly, padding around her in a half circle before stopping in his tracks and looked at her. State a purpose, or go die somewhere else. He gave a snort into the cold air, awaiting a reply. |
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