Holey Cow Squat! [Pack Hunt]

He was reared on his back legs, investigating the bee tree. The hive was beginning to settle into dormancy, now that it was late autumn. He could feel the bite in the air these days, and he was glad for his thick, plush coat.

Domari’s howl brought him wheeling to the ground as he bolted toward the older man, tail flagging in the air in a hearty wave. When Domari called like that, he’d learned, a hunt was in order, and there was no way he’d miss it.

He skidded to a stop in front of the older wolf, his characteristic grin glowing on his face. He was the first to arrive, too, and as he glanced around, he wondered if they’d get more than they had for the buck.

“What are we hunting today?”

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think