Wapun Meadow to catch a butterfly

Ok, this can be the last post from me if needed!

The white wolf stood completely still, muscles tense and ready to unwind into a leap. The nonchalant demeanor of Shadow was pretty confusing- why had the bastard wandered into the meadow to bother Falwasi in the first place? He knew of the proximity to the creek; no doubt more wolves would show up on the scene in response to this evicted creature.

Dovev had no recollection of the actual movement that had taken place to kick Shadow out of the pack- yet from what he saw, it was well deserved. Even with his stories- which might undoubtedly be true- Dovev was showing more respect and loyalty than this silver brute was. He had his own pack; what was he doing showing off just outside their borders? And continued to remain there? The arctic brute eyed the sage brown wolf next to him.

Just say the word, he murmured. Shadow didn't seem to take a hint that well. Two wolves against one? The Creek wolves should be seeing the back of his tail by now, instead of him giving them lip.