Dahozhoni Meadow Oh, but I know that I won't care

He gave the other a look of agreement. Calahan couldn't help but wonder, what man would try and assist with another stranger's hunt. This was very unusual, but not exactly unwelcome. He deduced the grey wolf would want half, if they did catch anything. That was not a problem.

Calahan hung back, keeping an even pace, taking note of the other's impressive speed.

wrapping up!

The pronghorn was lucky. It took a turn back into the desert, where Calahan had no will to follow. He'd allow the agouti man to continue the pursuit, if he pleased. Slowing to a trot, he turned around to leave with a flick of his tail.