Big Meanie Head

Úlfr's mouth turned into a pout as he stared at the water. He'd managed to sweet talk his way into going walking with Valdís but then his new momma told him to stay put while she hunted. Why did mom's always tell pups to stay put? He supposed he shouldn't whine too much. Valdís at least let him come this far with her and believed he would need to start training now to be a good warrior and hunter but he thought that meant he could do the actual hunting. What was there to do staring at a river?

Ohhhh fish? He could catch a stupid fish! Bounding out from under the brush where Valdís had tucked him away he scampered to the shore of the river and started pacing along it. It looked awful deep. He wasn't paying to much attention until the birds suddenly stopped singing. It was way to quiet. Just as he looked up he saw a coyote approaching him. It licked its lips. Úlfr froze.