The cut Of the chill wind Blowing his fur The wrong way Was enough to have Kryo curling back His upper lip, Rumble in his throat threatening to shift into a snarl. His tall and leanly muscular body angled itself to protect against the worst of the bite, but didn't break stride as he loped Across the open ground. Short blades Of half dead grass Quietly crunched beneath his paws, Occasionally breaking into a quick snick-snicking Of toenails on flat stone surfaces. As a second pair of paws Followed in a much quicker And quieter tempo, The big brown wolf Quickly turned his head to glare back over his shoulder.
"You wanted to come with me, so stop trying to slow me down Eden." He snapped viciously at the small female wolf trailing behind him. He snickered in a satisfied way as her lithe Body visibly jumped And her legs churned even faster than before. With a sharp snort, he returned his attention onto more important matters.
They were in The rival pack's territory, sent out on a scouting mission to locate weak Points they would be able to attack from. He was supposed to be keeping an eye Out for any loaners that might stray across their path. But somehow, he kept finding himself being distracted by bullying his almost useless mate.
"I-I'm Sorry..." The White and gray Female stuttered, dropping her head, ears, And tail all at the same time.
Kryo Snapped at her in a whisper, Bearing his fangs At her. She came to an abrupt halt and took a hasty step backwards. "Quiet! I can hear someone running."
As one, The two wolves turned their heads towards a gray body that was streaking through the field, their own bodies going stiffs and crouching low to the ground.