Northstar Vale [m] Bite, little wolf, bite

A grab of the scruff, his weight on hers, it is easy enough to learn.

He keeps her still with his mass, keeps her quiet with the occasional snarl.

With the deed done, he shakes his own fur out and stares at her laying in the snow before stepping away. She is pitiful, but necessary.

Stay here if your legs are sore. We are better to return separately. He stares a moment longer before his head turns away, paws carrying him home without hesitation.