The 'me' in the 'me and you'

She approved of his find, after, he noted, the bird had hooted. He glanced at the feathery nuisance, but the creature seemed rather adapt at helping Vail with whatever she needed, so he shook his head and returned to the task at hand. There was a small cluster of lambs ear, so he started in on one, and left her to dig at another, knowing she would be able to do so with ease.

Being blind had never been a handicap to the other wolf, even if he had often in the past tried to make her path a little smoother. He grinned at the memory of past antics. The wolf before him now wasn’t nearly as prickly as the one he remembered.

He carefully nosed around the plant, until he had loosened the soil around it enough for him to push it out of the earth, its roots unharmed. “So.. now that I actually have the plant, are we carrying them all back by hand or did you plan ahead and give us a means of transporting them?” his voice was teasing, his eyes already hunting about them for a solution.