Sunset Valley But he talks like a gentleman

Kigipigak followed the same part of the herd. He was within the lowlands, not upon a ridge the way the other perched, but he knew of them. He had seen them take their place there an hour ago; it would be good to have help in culling the sickness that swept through the caribou, he thought.

His mind was elsewhere soon enough.

The most obvious target was a sick cow, and she ambled away from the bulk of the collective towards the ridge that by now was far from Kigipigak. It took time for him to find his way back and when he got there, the wolf who had been watching was no longer high up; he did not see where they prowled.

When the stranger lunged for the cow Kigipigak was also surprised. The creature fought back in a disoriented manner while Kigipigak watched, entertained by the sight of wolf versus caribou, and thrilled that someone else had the spine with which to confront something so large while alone.

The pair separated and soon enough the wolf was chasing the caribou again. Kigipigak moved with them, following at a distance until he'd closed enough of the gap, and then appeared on the far side of the caribou while the stranger launched another attack.

While they snapped on one side, Kigipigak drove forward and snapped at the other, which confused the cow immensely. Perhaps together this could be done — and even if they failed, Kigipigak was having the time of his life.