Broken Boulder if i should die tonight,

As he approached, he watched Ulf's head lift, and it was the beat of his tail against the earth that drove Alarian nearer to him. He dropped the fish in front of the prone wolfdog, his own tail wagging. Hey, The words were soft, accompanied by a faint smile. How are you feeling?
He lowered himself so he was level with his friend, stretching out his front limbs and gently booping Ulf's shoulder with one inky paw. The boy rolled onto his back not quickly but playfully nonetheless, eyes still locked on the other male. Alarian was in the strangest mood— and it must have been because of Ulf, he knew, but everything else about it confused him. He possessed no more energy than usual, and the hollowness of the past weeks had not left him, but he could almost ignore it; he could almost forget it.