Redhawk Caldera life's a game made for everyone [hunt]

Mostly black! :) Is it OK to forward-date this a little bit? Some serious stuff happened that I'd like to make reference to.

Bingo - pack-mate. And one whose one true love Grimm hadn't defiled, which was a nice bonus. The returning wolf increased her speed, covering the remaining distance at a sprint. Her new friend (hopefully) loped to meet her, wearing concerned look on her face.

"Don't worry!" Grimm wheezed when the two wolves halted in front of each other, catching her breath in several big gulps. When her capacity for speech returned, she relayed the news. "There are hogs out there, and I want to catch one -- Silver. Hi. Grimm. Want to hunt some bacon with me? Please?" The black creature eyed her compatriot hopefully, mouth agape and tail fanning behind her.