Broken Antler Fen mapledrop

He laughed too, then grimaced. What a brutal title. It didn't really suit him. "What about fish... dispatcher?" Tambourine countered even as he gladly followed along where the younger she-wolf led.

When she spoke again, he looked around curiously. He didn't see any otters. But then he thought to follow her gaze and spotted the tracks in the mud. Tambourine stepped forward to give them a sniff and a study.

She might speak as though a child, though she was undeniably intelligent and talented. "Good thinkin'," he said, tapping at his temple, then falling quiet as he waited to see what she might show him next.