Silver Creek Brother In Arms

they worked together, and Casmir also felt that he had known Heston a while, so well did they glide and bark and harass the elk as one. where the white wolf stepped, the Mayfair matched, and a wild primal joy filled his heart, so that he fluted the end of his barks with an upswing into a howl. it was not until Heston's muffled, shocked voice sounded that the sable wolf left off following the elk and bumped his shoulder fiercely with that of the pale wolf.

"that's fucking boss, Hestbro!" Cas hooted, strutting in a semi-circle around his hunting companion. they hadn't even meant to draw blood from the elk and here they were with a trophy all the same. "you need to put that up in your den somewhere, to warn other elk that they need to fuck off."