Bearclaw Valley My mind won’t let me rest

He devours his gracefully given meal and immediately following the smaller coy-wolf. He’s excited to see the place they call home. His excitement hardly being contained by the wag of his tail as he follows. 

How interesting. He doesn’t want to like then but it seems like he has no choice. His stupid dog self just wants to have a family again. He cannot fight it any longer. He supposes this is his new home now. His flock — his sheep. He’ll kill anyone that comes close. 

With his wordless reply he flops his tongue out and gets moving. Stepping just a step behind Merrick.