Sleepy Fox Hollow Rockabye [m]

Tatsuya attention was drawn to Mongfionn's urgent flapping. What connection did a bird have to this wolf? How was this even possible? This flew in the face of everything he has ever known about lesser animals, thinking them to be little more than scavengers and, occasionally, helpers. Circling birds signaled an ailing beast or a carcass, mainly consistent of crows and/or turkey vultures. Intricate formations signaled migrations though this was not always the case. One time he saw two eagles clasping their feet together mid flight, falling as they mastered this aerial phenomenon. Tatsuya had no idea what they were doing and the spectacle only lasted for a few seconds. It was an oddity that perplexed him to this day.
INDENTThe wolf awoke, groggy and (understandably) temperamental. Her tenor harbored an icy edge while her tone spoke of vehement warmth. An odd mixture that failed to instill concern within him. What did he want, anyway? Her demand was met with a snort and a insouciant drawl. “Food, respect, a partner to warm my bed, a family.” All basic, reasonable desires just about every living organism on this planet shared. Her line of questioning was open to interpretation. Like hell Tatsuya was going to give her an easy answer with such an open-ended inquiry. She was young, possibly naive. Now was a good time to be a hard ass without being shoved to the ground. Lookin' at you, Nanuk. “And maybe a pet bird to watch over me while I sleep. That'd be nice too.”