Board Thread:Animal Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20161203020627/@comment-31605619-20161207032922

(is back from skool)

Bastett pricked his rounded ears, hearing snow crunching under another wolf's paws, and scenting two wolves- one of them having already gone off somewhere, bu the other fairly close. He lowered his head, growling slightly, and trotted towards the brush. He followed the scent, slowly but surely.

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Quince dodged through a group of oine trees and brambles, leaping over them with a joyful yip. He shook out his pelt, happy to have warmed himself up a bit with the run. The young male trotted through the snow, not exactly realizing he was making so much noise with the snow crunching under his weight on every pawstep, because he wasn't hunting and therefore didn't worry about such things.