Swiftcurrent Creek go and hide yourselves

He watched the man go—withholding his frown until the youthful man was out of sight and Eshe spoke. There, he turned to her, muzzle sweeping forward to cast a kiss upon her cheek. He did no more than grunt his agreement with her—and after that, trailed after his wife for the rest of the day, unable to shake the feeling that the strange wolf had been scooping them out for some reason.