Lost Creek Hollow pulmentum

Sandy smelled blood and then Coyotes and he raced towards it with a snarl fixed on his face. He didn't know this Germanicus, only knew he had brought upheaval to his pack lands, but he wouldn't let him to face battle alone. So he stood at his shoulder away from the fawn, so he wasn't mistaken for enemy and growled lowly at teh Coyotes. Watching them with cold yellow eyes.