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no problem!

The gray jay regarded Elwood with a raised brow as the Beta cast him a hello, one eye bulging with great suspicion as it looked him up and down. It fluffed its feathers, briefly appearing larger, and made a couple chirps before it turned its attention back to the front. "He's a bit wary," Jaws commented dryly, his idle mind momentarily wondering if the bird would come to trust his packmates in the way it trusted him. It seemed possible - after all, the bird was not always flying off in fear when around others as it had when he first took up his position as 'sidekick'.

"Fill 'em up," said Elwood, and the coywolf nodded with a smile and stepped to the creek's edge. As he bent down to take a drink, the gray jay finally departed his skull and took a perch in a nearby tree. Jaws lapped at length, filling his stomach until he thought another lap might not go down. Now finished, he cast his Beta a wink. "Loaded." he said and turned to start heading back to continue the line of fresh marks from where the pair had left off.

Thinking his packmate might feel awkward travelling in silence, Jaws made an attempt at small talk. "So... " but he was terrible at beginning conversations.