The Heartwood Never Felt a feeling of comfort.

currently a passenger on a four-hour car ride to the family village up in the mountains, on the opposite end of the country, so let's see how many typos i can make lol

mouthline trembled watching dreven 

answer stumped himher.

thin skin of forehead scrunched in frown of focus, eyes narrowed significantly

felt like it? felt like catching large strong prey near bordermarker and dragging and giving it to stranger never met before?

small rumble built in back of throat developing into groan of annoyance at own mental faculties unable to understand

dreven shook head and t.k. pulled back to world outside own skull 

yes yes made sense, nodded in reply. first wolf to not hide not lie admit it.

t.k. reached with own muzzle to grab a proghorn leg, but dreven handled corpse with ease that terrified.

still greyhound clasped jaws about hindleg and pretended herhis runnerstrenght helped carry