Broken Boulder when i am ten feet tall

Ulf did not protest at the offer. He silently followed the gold-kissed male to the sight of his den. The wolfdog had never been there before. Truthfully, he avoided all dens so he could only hope it wouldn't be taken personally when he settled half in the den and half out.

With his front end out of the den, he could watch the stormy world. It was with an almost protective gaze that his good eye glanced over everything. While Ulf was by no means aggressive he could fit the guard dog position rather well.

Of course, eventually, his icy gaze wandered back to Alarian with fondness.