One More Trip

Quiet was their norm. Neither wolf said anything as they worked to create the snares. Reila's smaller paws did indeed do the trick and Chimera was fine holding the supplies and watching her work. He would make up for it in other areas

When it came to planting the snares, Chimera used his height and weight to securely situate them where the bob-tailed fae instructed. He counted fifteen in total as the scattered the snares about. He still didn't know what they were hunting but it didn't matter. No matter the prey, they'd get the job done together.

"Chimera Klein"