Duck Lake And so the ducks fly

He certainly was a chatty one. If this silver stranger wasn't interested in what the Creek had to offer, then what was he up to just hanging around? Dovev didn't care if Kove wanted to spend some time enjoying what Duck Lake and the surrounding land had to offer- this motel was full. The male had already shown he wasn't afraid to take what he wanted from the environment by chasing ducks around. There was a reason why wolves staked out territories- to protect what dwelled within them.

You're good with hints, aren't you? the male questioned sarcastically.
The smile lapsed on Dovev's face was morphing into a snarl. From what gums that had been upturned towards the male's swirling pale orbs were curling over his front incisors, revealing the long line of canine teeth. He was slowly inching towards Kove, his head low and shoulders pushing through his bristling ruff as his toes found their way over the grassy, pebbly bank of the lake.