New faces

He startled at the sound of a voice, and looked back to see a dappled, blue-toned wolf with gold trimmed markings across a delicate face. For a moment, the young and hormone filled boy was stunned silent by the subtle grey of her eyes. He was, after all, just a boy. He swallowed, and stood a little straighter. Had his mother managed to brush his hair back at all this week? He couldn’t remember.

“ I,” He said, a subtle bragging entering his tone. “Was going to find the biggest buck I can of the season, and take it down” he glanced slyly at the wolf. “So I can take it home to the Armada. If you wanna come, I’ll let you have one of the horns.”


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