You Should Probably.... Yeah....

Rudy had told Fern they were going hunting the night prior that Iolaire had agreed to give them a hunting lesson.  At the time he’d been quite excited about it.  Then the happy wolf had gone to sleep with Fern beside him.  Even as Rudy felt himself gaining a bit more consciousness in the morning he denied it.  He was warm, safe, in that space of fuzzy contentment that was meant to be soaked in.  Then Fern had killed it, waking him up with a reminder of the training.  

Oh well, at least if he had to wake up this was the way for it to go.  He’d given her a smile, lick on the cheek, and went from half-awake to full-tilt energy in only a minute.  Once on his feet he jogged down to meet Iolaire outside the castle walls and feeling the warm sun on his back.  Everything was getting better in his life.  

Smiling at Iolaire the motley grey wolf strictly reminded himself to focus on the hunting lesson and not Fern being with him again.  That stub of a puff-tail twitched on its own accord cheerily this morning.  “good morning.” Morning to Rudy tended to be a little later than most wolves labeled morning.  Was it his fault they wanted to go to bed so early?

Rudyard Carpathius