Post by Rafiti on Dec 27, 2014 1:52:34 GMT
The wind was strong, forcing the pale female to close her eyes and walk with her head down. Earth's bitter cold claws raking through her fur. Rafiti growled in annoyance. Stupid wind. She opened her eyes briefly to gauge her surroundings for a place to take shelter from this wind. A clump in the distance made her squint. What was that? A tree? A rock pile? Another wolf? Prey? Her curiosity took over and she turned so she was now walking in the wind's direction. Her legs were sore from having to push against the wind and her eyes were dry. The female approached the clump. It was only a pile of boulders. Tired and sore, the pale coated mistress plopped down. With her back to the direction from which she came, she curled into a tight ball to protect her soft belly from any wolf or other animal that was itching for a fight.
