Just a little hunting...

Rudy was ready to sprint, he was close and unnoticed.  The rabbit would be latched in his mouth in a mere second and then a voice broke the quiet.  The rabbits darted away and Rudy scowled at the spot they had been.  Rudy sighed and looked up at the friendly voice, “yah, I like it like this. Makes for a good time to hunt.”

Rudy looked at the new arrival.  He’d never seen the wolf before so for a moment it was just a strange wolf but even as he looked at the dark colored wolf he started to recall Art’s description.  The friendly face changed to guarded for all of a second, a lip twitched but then he exhaled and put a smile back on his face.

This was likely Oxx.  Rudy was in no position to fight or flee from him if it was the wolf he expected.  If need be he would still love to try and rip the wolf's throat out.  Between the logic of knowing he couldn’t win right now and the promise he made Art, Rudy would take a shot at getting out through words.  May luck be on his side tonight.

“Been strange times, but I’d be fine if things stayed like this.” He didn’t dare try and turn away as if to just excuse himself.  If this bastard was Oxx he would probably stop him as things stood.  Rudy had no idea what words would keep it from happening but it was time to know they enemy.  Later he would come with Art and kill the demon.  

For now, by necessity, Rudy aimed to be friendly polite Rudy. The motley wolf loved acting on impulse but there were times he could be smarter.  This was about life, about promises and about growing up.  He wouldn’t start a fight he couldn’t win if at all possible.

Rudyard Carpathius