Arrow Lake The beat of the drums

From the sidelines, Dragomir watched with huge eyes as the hunting party spread out and the hunt began. It was unlike anything he had ever seen, wolves moving in tandem to try to corral prey that was five to ten times their size. He padded this way and that across the hillock Vonn had confined them to, his little body moving in time with his hunting pack mates down below. When the moose tossed Kazimir, his back rose and he uttered an awed, oooooh, if only because he didn't understand that wolves could be hurt doing this.

Wow! he exclaimed as he watched the pack running down below. From here he couldn't tell which one was Aure or Mahler or Kazimir. All he knew was that he desperately wanted to be down there with them, with the wind in his face and prey fleeing ahead of him.