Broken Antler Fen Go ahead, make my day

Whoops. Too big. Too scary. He took a few paces backwards, allowing this pup more room to breathe as he lowered himself to the ground and lay on his belly. Hind paws were still tucked beneath him, leaving room for an easy escape if any adult entered into the area, but at least on the ground he was far less intimidating of a wolf than he was on all fours.

Ears turned forward, he listened as she explained. A failed hunt? "Better luck next time then," he mused, wishing her good fortune in her future endeavors. "Those things are pretty fast." From a distance, she'd looked like a full grown fox going after it. She'd done well. No doubt she'd be a master hunter if she chose to pursue something of that nature.

As for him? "Kero. Just out for an afternoon stroll," he affirmed, answering her question. She seemed skeptical of him as a stranger and so he elaborated. "Exploring. Out and about. Seeing what's out here." He shrugged where he sat and looked to her. "What about you, missy? Got a name?"