Hushed Willows vergnügen

the sea-wolf turned and departed to follow her packmate, and mahler was left alone with the boy. a lift of his lip was given; he drew closer with a bristle of the guard hairs along his shoulderblades. "if you vere one of my volves, i vould never allow you to talk in such a vay." 
truth be told, mahler would have enjoyed driving submission from the boy, but he was too near elysium. the she-wolves might well return, and so the gargyole turned away, moving at an easy pace away from the borders and the loud-mouthed child. unless mali stopped him, mahler would fade into the surrounding forest.