Redhawk Caldera wrong time to be thinking of you

ACK. I am so sorry! I thought I had replied to this thread AGES ago. I remember reading your reply and thinking up my own but... well, I suck. <3

He was successful. He tugged free a tuft of fur from the gray wolf's tail and sprang away, just as the wolf's snarled and made a leap for the coyote. He did not go far, he put a secure amount of distance between them and then pivoted nimbly on his paws, flaunting the tuft of fur clutched between his teeth. His tail swayed behind him, as if taunting the wolf to chase, or to try again to reclaim the dignity the smaller canine stole from his tail.