Silvertip Mountain No Easy Way Out

Ezekiel was proud when his attack worked. Chaska crashed down, and began to speak. Zeke had hoped for a longer battle, but it seemed his opponent was giving up. He chuckled at Chaska's comment, he was tired or Zeke was good. Maybe a bit of both. You feeling alright? He asked, bending down and nosing his friend to his feet. Even though Zeke was victorious, he would be a good boy scout and help up the older male. He sat back once they stood, sitting and staring across at Chaska. Something caught his eyes behind his friend, movement.

And of course it was Grayday. He sighed, wondering why the other was watching them. Are you just gonna creep around or... He called, moving his head to stare at the half blind wolf.