Fairspell Meadow i watched you change

their dance was one of smiles and leers; buffalo noted how the younger wolf's eyes had widened, his gaze lingering with open interest on how the darker wolf traced lips with tongue. and here they were now, smirking at each other from across a small distance. the madman's tail lashed at his heels; he skinned back his burgundy-stained lips from ivory teeth and let his blood-stiff hackles bristle proudly along his shoulders.
a game, a game, a game; that was all it was, he crooned inside his head, muscles tensing as in the next moment he leapt for the darker fellow. but buffalo stopped short and snapped his fangs on empty air, laughing manaically with challenge glimmering in his mismatched eyes.