Wolves Did This!

It was early in the morning… damned early. The birds were silent. The moon was still visible. Even the worms in the dirt seemed to be snoozing, dreaming of delicious compost. All seemed quiet on the earth… But above, in the skies, there was activity. 
There was chaos.
 
Above, clouds gathered in dark formations, like an army of wicked cumulonimbus disasters threatening torrential destruction on an innocent land. A storm seemed to be building, mounting for some terrible purpose. In fact, that’s all it seemed to do. Build. Gather. Just at the edge of the horizon it remained, refusing to attack or recede.
 
In the forests of the Lapis Nestle, newcomer Milenko rose in a makeshift den; he had inherited the space from a small family of minks who had abandoned it, and it had made for a decent little sleep. The gray fox tried to stretch, and hit the ceiling of the den with his noggin, quickly remembering that minks were far smaller than foxes. He crawled out, and immediately smelled the strangeness in the air; like static, like chemicals. The pressure felt different. The moisture seemed to be drawing up and out, toward those gathering clouds. Milenko rushed out of the tree-line, needing to see it with his own eyes, heedless of possible dangers which might stalk the normally-peaceful woods.
 
What the hell is going on up there?

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Something was up.

Aodghan had followed the ebony vixen to the place where she said no wolves treaded in hopes of perhaps resting for bit at the very least. But as he started to get comfortable in the nestle, static filled the air uncomfortably. Out of the frying pan and into the fire, was all he could think of. It was like ever since those damn giants appeared, everything was just going wrong ever since.

Someone else came to investigate as the ginger spotted another fox come out of the trees to gaze up at the nasty-looking clouds. “Have you ever seen something like this before?” Turning his attention to the grey-one momentarily, forest hues turned back to the swirling gathering of clouds above.
 
“It has to be those wolves, they ruined the balance here.” Aodghan frowned, glaring daggers at the clouds with a flick of his tail like some angry feline.

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Another fox! thought Milenko. Dairinn had let Milenko know there were others wandering the woods, and Milenko was grateful for it; he welcomed any opportunity for positive contact with another of his kind. He had had his fill of growling squabbles at the pee-borders of other foxes back in the Mountains.

Milenko shook his head vigorously in answer to the question, but then the other fox looked up at the sky. Silently, Milenko opened his mouth, and then closed it. It was difficult, to say the least, for a mute to communicate with someone who wasn't looking his way.

Milenko risked drawing a little nearer, trying to re-enter Aodghan's field of view. He tried to furrow his eyebrows with curiosity, and cock his head, as if to say The wolves did this? Tell me more!

At least, that's what he tried to communicate. For all he knew, he was accidentally displaying signs of flirtatious arousal or bowel discomfort. But he wanted to try, just the same.

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