Tall tales

His grin only grew, finding the other wolf's humor agreable. He wondered what Meph would think when he actually did see the Warlord Wife. Zee could certainly be stubborn and willful when she wished to be, but for the most part she was sweet and almost shy. He thought fondly of his Wife until Mephs words distracted him. “Ah, good call. Let’s dispose of the evidence first” he agreed, leading the other wolf to the pack's heart. The center of the Tall Grass Plains lay the Obelisk, listing the pack's laws. Beyond that was the communal fire pit, with places to sit. Dotted to the sides were small dens set up for visitors.

Sirius led Meph a little more to the side, and opened up the cellar door. Peering down to his packs supplies within. “I think some clean water and bandages should do it.” he decided, grabbing the necessary things.

"Sirius Fatalis"