Blacktail Deer Plateau strike three

he felt a pang of surprise as grayday called out for him, along with engel. nodding, he got up to follow, murmuring a quiet farewell to dawn before padding away. inside, his stomach was doing backflips.

it was clear grayday was angry with engel. was he angry with him, too, by extension? he was, after all, perhaps the older man's closest friend on the plateau. 

he remained silent, walking just behind grayday. worry gnawed at him like teeth on a bone. he did not usually fear his father-in-law. . .but he did, now.