Evening, the gully.
When Silent opened his eyes, it was darker, the waxing moons rising and crickets chirping; somewhere, a prairie owl called out. He lay there quietly for a while, secure in his mother's hold, listening with ears and mind. Then he yawned and stretched, sliding from Heartstorm's arms to have a drink at the little stream and wash his face, silent as ever.
Wanderlust dropped down into the gully, looking rested and alert. She greeted her elf-friend with a small whimper instead of her usual bark, and no wonder: She had a large, fat prairie dog in her mouth. When Silent turned to her, she thrust the animal towards his face.
**You eat,** Silent told her, gently lowering his wolf-friend's muzzle with light fingers.
**You eat,** Wanderlust returned, lifting her head when Silent moved his hand. **Full,** she added, projecting a quick but clear image of merrily pouncing on and devouring several of the little animals somewhere in the distance. Clever loner that she was, Wanderlust often hunted by herself and successfully because she targeted animals some wolves overlooked, such as snakes and rodents, or even fruit. She was very insistent on sharing with her elf-friend, too.
Silent smiled, and took the prairie dog, projecting thanks.
Across the way, Clear-Thought and Hardhead roused slowly, shaking their heads and yawning hugely. Wanderlust barked to greet them, and the sound woke more wolves and Wolfriders.
Wanderlust dropped down into the gully, looking rested and alert. She greeted her elf-friend with a small whimper instead of her usual bark, and no wonder: She had a large, fat prairie dog in her mouth. When Silent turned to her, she thrust the animal towards his face.
**You eat,** Silent told her, gently lowering his wolf-friend's muzzle with light fingers.
**You eat,** Wanderlust returned, lifting her head when Silent moved his hand. **Full,** she added, projecting a quick but clear image of merrily pouncing on and devouring several of the little animals somewhere in the distance. Clever loner that she was, Wanderlust often hunted by herself and successfully because she targeted animals some wolves overlooked, such as snakes and rodents, or even fruit. She was very insistent on sharing with her elf-friend, too.
Silent smiled, and took the prairie dog, projecting thanks.
Across the way, Clear-Thought and Hardhead roused slowly, shaking their heads and yawning hugely. Wanderlust barked to greet them, and the sound woke more wolves and Wolfriders.