The Tangle VIII

there was nothing to scrap over here.

augur planted one foot firmly but did not approach. his size outmatched the other wolf. the stranger wore scars that the boy had not yet achieved.

it was not a good match.

augur began to move back toward the rise. he gave the man a wide berth, hackles bristling with watchfulness. the great wolf paused only then to sniff the air and look again to the other.