<span style="font-style: italic">Damn it, stop rustling!</span><br/><br/>Kodlak winced as the bushes voiced their protest to him being there, rustling and shaking as he tried to find a comfortable position to watch the she-wolf. She seemed... odd, her scent more like his than a normal wolf, yet she looked fully wolven, no signs of humanity at all.<br/><br/>He scratched behind his ear absent-mindedly, finding a sharp twig tangled in the fur there. Kodlak winced as he tried to tug it out, the fur entangling it being yanked as well as the offending twig. Shifting in his position, he tried to to get it out again, untangling the hair this time before removing it. Eventually, the twig came out, and was dropped, to the floor.<br/><br/>With that distraction dealt with, Kodlak went back to watching the wolf. Her silver fur shone in the moonlight, contrasting his dark brown fur.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">How does she hunt with fur like that... surely her prey would be able to see her a mile off...</span><br/><br/>Shifting again in his position, Kodlak felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his left foot. Without thinking, he yelped loudly, and looked to see what had caused the pain. The twig he'd just removed from his fur had stabbed him back, as if it was getting revenge on him.<br/><br/>Pulling out the twig, Kodlak remembered the she-wolf.<br/><br/>"Dammit!" he growled quietly. She must have heard him; she would have to be deaf if she didn't. With a sigh, Kodlak emerged from his hiding place into the clearing where she sat. With a cough, he introduced himself.<br/><br/>"Urm, hi. I'm Vlkodlak, but jus' call me Kodlak, if you can talk that is."<br/><br/>With an embarressed laugh, he turned his head away, waitingfor her response.