Thirty-one: Ice Fights

My muscles tense, and my claws dig into the ice. The smell of male wolf fills my nose as I watch the dark grey wolf in front of me slowly stalking. I snarl, my blood running hot and fast in my veins. The wolf lunges forward but I jump aside, my muscles working smoothly so that I was well out of the way by the time the wolf lands.

Fast and agile, I turn on the wolf, pouncing onto his shoulder. He stumbles, ankles tripping in the cold snow. Christian's muscles tense under my paws and he turns to snap at me with sharp bark. I bite mockingly at his face before jumping away from him, my weight shifting on my legs like a dancer with ballet moves.

Ice clings to my fur, tickling my skin as I move around Christian slowly, stalking him like he was prey. My ear flick towards the sound of something approaching but I don't remove my eyes from the grey wolf.

Christian growls, hair raising alone his back and shoulders. His paws sank into the snow silently as we move around each other, his muscles bu