Ocean's Breath Plateau Homeward Bound.

Bug? Well that was a most unfortunate name to be given. Surely his parents had not been very considerate and Aiolos would only be left to hope he would have better judgement if he were ever given the ability to name his pups. But that only tells me who you are, not what you are. Like I'm a wolf... and you arnt. Nor a fox, or coyote, or even badger... He spoke with a snort, an annoyance touching his tone from having not been answered.

Fiery colored eyes narrowed on the speckled creature, taking note of the squirrel he protectively covered. It wasnt much of a meal to steal. But maybe, maybe he could eat Bug. Aiolos was confused. Was he friend, foe, prey? Usually there wasnt communication between predator and prey. Aiolos began circling the spotted animal closely, studying. Arnt you cold? Your fur is so short. And it was Canada. And winter. Winter in Canada.