Horizon Ridge trying to act hard with your gun up

eek! almost forgot this! love the gif ;)

He was not keen to meet this shadow of a wolf, that trailed after the one he called Whitey, merely because she, in her own words, allowed him to. He had no interest in someone that was, in a way, sworn to someone else; he needed heads that bowed to him and no one else. Yet, Ferahgo was as curious as a snake that pokes its head down a rodent hole wondering what might be down there. He caught the wolf's trail, recognizing it only by the hint of the scent of his crewwolf, and followed it.

He assumed this was the wolf she had referred to, at least. He was not sure which of the pair was more a brute, this one or the wench. Ferahgo, less than he in height and girth but perhaps twice as shrewd and dangerous, paused. He narrowed his eyes upon this wolf and intensely watched the way he moved.