Naaghai Lowlands tibia

talisman pleased zoug. he would never say it. he would not show it so often. these things did not befit men of the clan. but in small ways it was displayed, today in how he crouched and nudged the younger coyote with his shoulder.

there were briars between them. best to avoid.

the prey had lost interest in the still hunters.

he stalked forward in a slow step. talisman would follow.

the hares did not move. one blinked.

zoug took another, each stride extended and very slow. stalking these animals were best for tribekin. the coloration of the hunters made both of them stand out in different ways, but beneath the press of heat, he felt their chances were better.

another step. conserving energy was important for the short, brutal chase that would happen if chance was with them this hunt. 

another, pausing always when the hares seemed to rouse or look in the direction of the wolves.