Felicity

The arctic wolf trotted along the esker pools of crystal clear blue keeping an eye out for danger. Her petite frame was well built for the size and had some nice muscles and a good pelt. Smiling to herself as ssome irds sang she stopped to listen. Her audits pricked up and she swayed along with the melody. Sinking to the ground she layed her snow white head upon her siliver sheaths and closed her lanterns. She layed listening to the melody wondering if anyone would notice her.