Spotted Eagle Mountain This old new sensation

The stranger's words fell on unknowing ears, the boy's teeth cracking on the rabbit's skull. Bone and flesh were gone almost as quickly as the hare had appeared before him. 

He would never turn down free food, not for a moment.

Fallen Sun turned to the other wolf, tilting his head slightly. He managed a slight chuff, unaware of the meaning behind the noises. 

The young, brown wolf's tail wagged softly behind him briefly, shuffling the leaves under the tree. 

He would know two words, words he didn't know the meaning of, but what he had heard from a blurred face and faded memory, long ago. 

But he couldn't repeat them.