Redsand Canyon It's heart beats fast now, It knows.

Stealing

Derg was wandering again, making sure that his packmates were happy and safe.
A number of them were patrolling, some were practising their other trades.
One of which, he happened across now.

Baptise.
Perhaps, somewhere in the back of Derg's mind, he thought of him as an evil Colin. Or perhaps if Colin and Dove were not two but one.
No matter, Baptise was Baptise, and Derg wanted to know him better than just his name.

He stood, investigating the death of a fox.
He seemed very blatant. Assured. As Derg approached with a chuff, noting the foam. The muscled that died in a spasm.
Had the rabbit been killed by poison, and so did the fox?

He licked his lips, waiting for a verdict.