Greatwater Lake lost and found and barely hanging on

Donovan laughs at the bristly reply. This wolf looks young, acts like it too. What a little shit head. He automatically thinks as he takes a few more steps forward. Casually coming closer to the other even though they’re still a solid few meters apart. 

This should be fun.

“Okay, I see how it is.” He comments casually, smile still on his maw. “What pack you from, firecracker?” He asks now with a teasing lilt in his voice.