Golden Glade Having so much fun together

His notched ear swiveled, receptive to the sound of someone approaching. A glimpse of stark white fur, just at the edges of his vision. And a young, inquisitive voice. Raising his proud head as if he weren't in the least bit bothered by her arrival, he released the coyote from his grasp. His lips crinkled in a grimace as he tried to dislodge some stubborn, wiry strands of blonde fur stuck between his teeth with his tongue. "A coyote." He managed in between wrestling with the hairs.

Finally freed, he spit them free, covered in blood and saliva. Now he could look at her properly. "They are vermin. Lesser canids who pose a nuisance to a packs borders. And a potential threat to newborn cubs." He added, trying not to think of the newest additions to Atautsikut. This male coyote had left behind a mate and pups in death. If Ensio were hard pressed, he would track them down too. With what looked like an effortless flip of his paw, he nudged the body closer for her inspection.