Stubborn as a mule

A scent that was growing ever more familiar struck his senses. He raised his head in time to see the brown wolf join him. His marked face no longer that of a stranger. He snorted softly. “That proves it, you're stalking me for easy meals.” his voice was dry, but it was clear he was teasing. There weren't many wolves he worked easily with, and Ultry was drama free and straight to business.


The other passed on some advice, and Flare nodded. He started to move, spreading out to the side so that they could cover more ground together, and give less space for their prey to escape them. He waited until he could see the other wolf was ready to rush them at the same time.