Horizon Ridge The Bruises that've Faded Away

Talisman said nothing, weighing Etienne’s words as he watched him prepare to hunt. He hadn’t realized he was meant to be involved until the wolf sprang after some unseen prey and then began chasing what looked like a weasel in his direction.

Oh shit! he blurted, reminded of Zoug a little bit as he leaped toward the slinky mustelid.

It easily evaded him and disappeared down a burrow. Talis blinked, then looked over at the wolf, his rusty tail lashing to and fro at his failure. In his defense, he really hadn’t realized they were supposed to be tag-teaming.

I thought— he began, then said instead, You gotta give me some warning, man. I’m ready now, though, if you want to go again…