Broken Antler Fen Antlers and Furs

You are an angel!

Greetings, hunter man.

Kannoyak trotted confidently toward the stranger. He had noticed the signs of another hunter, the prowl, the searching nose. It did not matter who he came upon, hunting was shared among all wolves. It was his way of knowing them in a setting most comfortable to him.

As the pale figure drew closer to the other man, he noted the scent of Moonglow upon his coat. This was one of the moonwoman’s wolves. Kannoyak was pleased to know this. The joy of his discovery gleamed in the deep purple gaze.

May we hunt together? he asked the other man.