Emberwood Oats

Colt appeared at his side. Reno glanced to him, quiet. The other man naturally moved to cut around the squirrel. He didn’t look as bad as he had at the start of their move. Winter had cut back on their meals, but Colt still managed to move around and make a fuss when it suited him. 

Reno prowled forward when he saw Colt had found a good place. The ambush would be quick enough. With one glance to the other figure, the dusty wolf lunged forward and snapped his teeth. 

The squirrel turned, fearful. Without seeing him, the bushy-tailed critter took off… right for Colt.