Lost Creek Hollow The prowler needs a jump

His threat caught Mona's attention, but when he looked from Mona to Nunataq, the young wolf had a peaceful, curious expression on her youthful features that made Joss snort. Mona instructed that she was to let him eat and he felt mildly triumphant- until Mona turned away and Nunataq's grimace returned. What a piece of work that kid was; how did someone as noble as Treason allow a kid like this to grow up this way? Fortunately, Mona was there to defend him so he moved closer to her as he sniffed around, looking for something that was old and possibly over-frozen. 

He found a small rabbit, frozen stiff, and settled down beside Mona to eat it. He watched Nunataq, but ate quite happily, otherwise. That's right, little brat. She took my side. He thought as he gnawed on the rabbit, and when he finished he thumped his tail gratefully against the ground, and avoided eye contact with the younger wolf altogether.