Dawnlark Plains this isn't like swimming after you eat.

Ah! He'd clearly been noticed. But the other wolf only seemed emboldened by his icy beads watching from the grasses, letting out a howl right at him and continuing his relentless pestering of the beast. Well... hell! Of course he'd play along! After all it was a good piece of unexpected entertainment to brighten up his day, even if the young male ended up a piece of dangling decor on the buck's sizeable rack in the end.

Grendel cracked out the oddest howl in return- a mangled mix of wolf and dog both fighting for supremacy over his vocal cords, the perfect way to introduce himself. Each deadly strike evaded by the grey-pelted boy would earn him a yowling cheer from the grasses, a long whispy tail whipping back and forth behind him.