Tuktu Weir and these three men made a solemn vow

another friendly wolf—though he wouldn't turn down a hunting partner. particularly one that was that large; brute strength was on his side, even if speed was not. aditya nodded wordlessly, and allowed the man to do whatever he chose, whether that was hunkering down beside him or remaining on his paws.

aditya, he remarked, lifting his golden gaze toward the white behemoth. care for a bite to eat? i could use the help. 

and this one, he thought, would benefit from bringing meat back to his pack. he was clearly a pack wolf, scents of others along his snowy pelt. hell, if they brought down a deer today, he'd let the man have the lion's share of the meat. adi and brook only needed so much between the two of them.

he stared out toward the small herd, eyes shifting between each of them in turn. are you a hunter? which one is our target, then?