I had endurance on my side as I traversed the land between The Grotto and the Riverside. Long lean legs and a heavyset chest allow me to run most of the way with few breaks in between. The sleek fur that covered my body had begun to thin out with summer fast on its way. It felt good to run in the open with the wind blowing out the loose strands of my winter coat. With every hour that passed the Spirane mountains grew larger; after so long they seemed to disappear within the clouds above.

My eyes flicker to the Aplos Riverside as I reach the peak of a small rolling hill. The starting point of the river disappeared behind scattered trees and heavy rocks at the base of the mountains. From my perspective I spot a lone coniferous tree further downstream closer to the river’s edge but further away from the mountains. It looks as good a spot as any to rest and I begin to make my way towards the timber. My gate is a brisk trot when a gust of wind blows the scent of a male wolf in my direction. My favorite.. I halt, raising a black mask as I eye the distant tree that any would think a fine resting place. My pace is a steady walk the rest of the way to the tree, the warm sun beats down on my back and a pink tongue lolls from my mouth.

I come from behind the male and throw myself underneath the shade, nearly touching him with my outstretched paws as I lay on my side. Emerald orbs eye the salt and pepper male with a glint of mischief and a seductive smile upon my black lips. I don’t wait long to speak, my charming voice slips through my muzzle as I move onto my belly, crossing my front legs with my long elegant snout pointed towards him.

"Hi there handsome, what’s your name?”