Moonspear hold back the river

The sound of a growl and then the churning of earth drew Floki's attention as he descended the mountain. He paused in his step, nearly losing his footing as loose rocks tumbled from beneath his paws. His ears stood tall as he listened for a long moment, and then the lanky adolescent continued his downward path, until he reached the flat ground at the forested base of the mountain.

There, he found a wolf digging furiously, his front paws working like a well-oiled machine as he upturned the earth. Floki watched for a few seconds, then said quietly, "What are you doing? Can I help?" Instinct told him that a hushed voice was necessary, and when he took a deep breath, he could smell the scent of rabbit. Hunting, he realized, even before his packmate could answer.