Swiftcurrent Creek Stuttering Stanley

Kiv seemed drawn to his words, and the regal wolf beamed down at the youth. Pulling the antler fully from its hiding spot, he nudged it toward the tawny youth before straightening, rolling his shoulders back in a leisurely stretch. "When you learn to hunt -- your siblings and yourself will work as a team with your fellow pack mates to learn the art of the hunt," he assured with a lopsided grin, before bending down to nudge the boy on the top of his head.
 
Paarthurnax had returned once more, her eyes watchful upon the two, and pushing Kiv gently on the side and in the direction of his mother, he gave a nod toward the crimson beauty. "Take it with you.. go show your mother," he suggested lightly. When the pup did so, albeit with slight difficulty due to the size, he gave Paar a wink before turning, his paws now carrying him away from the family and to the borders for another sweep.