Firefly Glen Eòlach

Willow did not seem inclined to land the killing blow.

Kinloch eyed his brother for a few long seconds, wondering if he might extend the offer verbally for the other man. They had worked well together, of course. All Frostfur siblings found a way to support one another, when given that opportunity. The silver-furred man was ever the gentleman. He did not wish to claim glory for himself, only to feed his brother and applaud his hunting.

Do you want to take the last blow, brother? Kinloch asked, tail wavering.

Willow could decide their next step. After that, they would feast.