Bitterroot Valley ut alii vivant

Smoke took a quick look at Eli, then back to his Alpha and nodded. Then he cast his silver eyes yonder at the delectable meal grazing in the distance. He smiled to himself, savouring the moment, the sheer thrill and adrenaline rush of a hunt. Normally Smoke was a gentle creature, but in every wolf stirred a predator at the time of the hunt, something primal started to awake within him and unfurl it's violent wings. He scratched the ground lightly beneath his paws and closed his eyes as he felt it shift and move and he imagined himself at one with everything.