Redtail Rise adorn my silver crown

whoa; ancelin tripped over his next step and turned to look incredulously at mulherin. damn. he got you. "wait till you got a woman of your own, little cuzzo," ancelin smirked. "then other dudes just kinda stress you out."
but now he fell to business, and it was evident in the way his gait strengthened to find the spoor. he put on a burst of speed designed to keep mulherin close rather than outpace him, and along the foggy meadowline, he saw the slinking shadow of a thin wolf.
"we're going to chase him until your legs get tired," ancelin told mulherin, waiting only a moment before he put his legs into a trot, tail flung high and aggressively.