Her

She asked me to write a romance story…

It was the gray largest wolf I had ever seen in my life, the size of a smaller Shetland pony.  I only saw it for a couple of seconds, before it disappeared into the wood line ahead of me.

Reflecting back on the sighting, I realized something about the animal was off, perhaps unnatural, maybe nature, an accident or purposeful. At any rate, it was missing its tail.

As I rested by the trail from where I had first seen the beast, I realized that I was no longer alone. I suddenly felt a heavy panting breathe steaming at my left shoulder.

Without moving my head, I slowly lifted my hand to my shoulder and touched the bearded jaw of the wild dog. And though a chill shuddered its way through my body, I remained calm and gently scratched at the hairy patch that was slightly over and above my shoulder.

It groaned gently and laid down next to me, exposing it’s furry underside. I rubbed it’s belly.

The creature slowly transformed into a petite woman, white haired and brown body. We made love on that trail from where I first saw her, without a single word passing our lips.