the wild things

The bigger wolf overall won the growling contest, making the sandy pup stomp. He was supposed to be the best at that! It was just his thing. Built in his blood possibly.

Luckily Chevalier had know idea what the wolves were talking about. Otherwise he'd probably be scared to death. He had already dodged death before, now he was probably staring it in the face once more. But of course he didn't know that, so the boy just kept climbing around from boredom. It would be much better if he could speak more words.