Big Salmon Lake chromosomes

He was close, he almost had her. His stomach roared with the anticipation of food - more than he had in weeks, all at once! His tongue flicked out around his black lips as he moved to take a nip at his prey, to toy with it before he commence feeding, but his play and feast was not to go without interruption. So focused on the trapped female in front of him, he did not realize she had a rescuer, until the other wolf was bellowing at him and his victim was screaming, snapping and snarling.

He threw his ears back to his skull, springing back into a crouch and leaning away from the white male, his wide eyes quickly scrutinizing this newcomer as his muscles quivered with a flight response. But this one was just a yearling. The insolent creature decided to take a chance, foolishly spurned by such a bounty of flesh mere feet away from him. He lifted himself, standing to his full and mediocre height. His narrow head raised high above his shoulders, his lips peeling back to expose his teeth as his tattered ears thrust forward.

"Ger'away!" He snapped, spittle flying from his mouth. His eyes were sharp with hunger, desperation. "Or I 'ave ye for desert!"