Hometown Glory

Sebastian gave her a glance before turning his attention to the herd.  It seemed he was teetering on the edge of a decision, one that Fin was desperately excited for him to make.  Fortunately, his debate lasted only a moment before he let loose a wild howl and took off running.  The beta laughed gleefully and set off after him without a second of hesitation.

The herd took off running at the sound of the approaching wolves.  It was a lazy run, though, Fin discovered soon enough upon approaching them.  They clearly felt the pair of wolves was no real threat to them, which was fairly accurate.  The beta wasn't completely interested in actually hunting them, which reinforced the case that they were no threat.  She just wanted to play.

Finley stormed up to stand face-to-face with an older bull that was stubbornly refusing to run.  She slid to a playful bow and snarled and snapped towards its face while it snorted and stamped in response.  Her tail wagged furiously as she dove forward a few feet, hopping backwards in time to avoid its swinging head as it attempted to murder her.  Barking happily and safely out of its reach, she danced in circles around it, snapping at its heels as it swung itself angrily about.