Hunting Buddy

Rudy had sat there alone letting his mind wander, thinking to sort out some of the unanswered puzzles in his brain, work out one of the emotional quandaries until his partner arrived.  Rudy couldn’t seem to focus on any one thought which was frustrating.  Focusing on one thing was something he could do well but even as he tried to decide about social or emotional issues another part of his brain wanted to focus on the hunt ahead.

Eventually, after failed attempts to make use of his time, he heard Ezra showing up.  Glancing at Ezra he offered the other wolf a grin, “Hey Ezra,” Rudy stood up, stretching out to limber up his muscles after having sat still.  “You tired of hunting small game?  I thought we could team up and find something larger.  Take home something large enough to share around better.  I’ve had a lot of luck smelling some larger game out this area on a few different nights.”

Focusing on hunting was one thing he knew his mind could do.  Rudy could smile and share a good time with other wolves to try and help them but there was still a dark cloud in the back of his mind, to focus on it was a distraction however so he bottled up his sorrow to deal with whenever a good ‘later’ came along.  For now, Rudy offered a tail wag and smile, “It’ll be fun.”

Rudyard Carpathius