Dream A Little Dream Of Me

Éldi smiled as Eyrún's voice floated up from the depths of her den and she agreed to go coyote hunting with him. She left her den like a ray of moonlight and she flashed him a grin before she started heading for the coyotes. Éldi was quick to catch up and fall in pace beside her. This was going to be fun!

It didn't take them too long to find the coyotes. There was a small pack of them singing over some dead rabbits and probably breeding too if he had to hazard a guess. They eyed the wolves and didn't seem particularly intent on abandoning their kills. One gray male bounded a few steps forward, hackles raised and head lowered as he growled aggressively at the wolves. Éldi chuckled, tail wagging lazily before his own hackles raised. His lips pulled back and he growled back at the coyote, taking a few steps forward. "Cheeky little bastards aren't they?"