Wapun Meadow Don't you dare forget the sun

Did she want company? 

Nah, She said, and she turned abruptly- but not before swinging back toward him with a cackle. Ah I'm jutht fuckin' with ya. Sure; tag along, She said, since he'd made the offer. She began to stride forth into the meadow, head down and tail lightly curled, but swaying, as she sought out scents. Now that she had an accomplice, she might not need to search for something small; she'd probably feel obliged to share, and something that small was hardly a snack split between two wolves. 

You got any eckthperienthe huntin' with a pack? She asked, then, as her thoughts roved toward the idea of searching for deer tracks.