Summer dew -closed- May 4, 2018 2:41:55 GMT
Post by era on May 4, 2018 2:41:55 GMT
The forest was only just waking, the nocturnal creatures were settling in for the upcoming day and the early risers were just beginning to stir. There was one creature that was up and moving at a brisk trot, an easy stride he could maintain for quite some time. White paws touched the ground deftly leaving hardly a trail and falling with only a whisper of a sound, he was a ghost in the forest- aloof and hard to find. Just the way he liked it. He’d been lingering in the forest for weeks, observing the town he’d stumbled upon from a distance. The humans were gone, but their craftsmanship and the fruits of their labor still remained, slowly being taken back by nature. The creature was still wary of their creations and thus far had not made it into the town or really…anywhere near it.
The white Wolf was on a hunting mission this morning, he’d spotted a few does with fawns in a field not far from his temporary den. The population had been thriving quite well since the humans had disappeared, they’d had years to repopulate and now- well, they weren’t hard to find or hunt. Licking his lips he slowed his pace as he approached the field. There were already a few does in the field but none of the ones with fawns. Patiently, he settled down to wait, his limbs remained beneath him, he was ready to leap forward if he had an opportunity- though he didn’t think he would have one for a little while. The Wolf remained alert but low to the ground, letting his white coat be obscured by brush and the tall grass at the edge of the field.
It was because the Wolf was in this alert state that when he heard a noise behind him, his ears fell back and quickly shifted to look over his shoulder, his hackles already rising as he lifted his large frame up from the ground. Amber eyes were fixated on the creator of the noise with a ravenous, lupine gaze. The predator was careful to remain silent, despite the does now being alert as well- they’d heard the noise and no doubt had their heads up and were scanning the tree line for its source. They’d find his stark white form soon enough.