The Bracken Woods what good is an idea if it remains an idea? try. experiment

"Gorgeous," Terich purled with a laugh. Of course his love for Capri was strictly platonic (and vice versa), but others didn't have to know that, since it was none of their business as far as he was concerned. But this fellow Tagg didn't seem to care either way. Their brief introduction was brought short when the dark male signaled for him to follow and suggested a deer might be nearby.

Immediately his blood thrummed to life. Deer were few and far between for he and Capri lately. If they were lucky, they could bring down something small or sickly, and feast upon the body for days. But lately their luck hadn't been too good, and they'd subsisted mainly on rabbits and squirrels. Sometimes fish, too, since they were expert fishers from living at the Creek. Terich followed the other without comment, and paused beside him as the presence of another reached them. Blue eyes guarded, Terich-mir turned toward Tagg for his cues. There was just something about the other wolf that spoke leader.