Duck Lake we remained locked together

"then it's yours," he confirmed. perhaps that would warm skoll a bit, the opportunity to meet his packmates while keeping himself busy. he turned his gaze back upon the lake, noting that the ducks were beginning to reappear in foolish droves.
"lunch?" he inquired sweetly of the reticent warrior-monk, grinning up at skoll before he shook out his dark fur and pawed the earth in anticipation. things were swimming together, and he had only all of those who followed him to thank.