Firefly Glen They will fight

When he didn't see any signs that Haedwig would outright attack his friend, he allowed himself to relax a little more, and didn't try to stop the dog from moving a little closer.

"Katmai's pack," he replied, unsure if he'd used those words to describe what his nephew was doing thus far. Katmai, of course, would only be familiar to Cosmo by name and by voice and by faint traces of the other wolf's scent that Kindle had pointed out from time to time. Haedwig however, unbeknownst to Kindle, had met the young wolf already. "Haedwig is a medicine woman," he explained to Cosmo. "She knows about plants and healing, and she is wise in other ways. It's good to be around wolves who have seen more years than you."

He had no idea that Cosmo was actually older than him. Perhaps he would come to that conclusion if he thought about it, but considering the diminutive stature and excitable personality of the dog, it'd never come into question.

"We can hunt right now, I think," he said, looking between the two of them. "And then we can corner the kid. He's thataway — " Kindle pointed his nose toward the highest mountain peak in the west — "Seems like he's about done galivanting."

That was Kindle's hope, anyway.