Silver Moraine I have seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you

the older wolf resembled the fleeing coyotes more than mountain boulder liked. the girl too did not seem quite wolven.

risewolf rumbled, not quite a note of threat, but one of warning to the guardian of the child, to get her gone before the pack circled back. he did not think that they would after losing blood, but neither was he comfortable with this pair close.