Joshua's mind was far back in the recesses of the white wolf's brain. His dominant personality showed through, but that was often dangerous with such a young wolf who felt the need to prove himself to anything and everything. When he caught wind of Andrew's scent, it did profound things to him and he stopped to lift his shiny black nose in the air to pluck out its origins. His fur stood on end, a white ridge down his spine because he knew something powerful was walking toward him.
It was on his territory too. How dare it! But it smelled so good too. Something that might be good to eat, something he wanted to put his mouth on, get close to. Taking off toward it, Joshua kept his head low and his footsteps as silent as possible. He still didn't have a clue that sneaking up on the man wasn't really an option, no matter how much skill he may or may not have had.
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