"Any words...of your own?" He mouthed the words over and over, hissing them through his teeth and shaping them perfectly with his lips - he alternated, testing their feel, their taste, their weight. Each time he repeated them to himself, their emphasis shifted, his voice shifting through octaves and emotion. Eventually, they would become his words instead of hers. It was the natural order of things in his world; he took but he seldom gave, never content with the quantity in which he had taken from others, a greedy, insatiable thing. He had taken all he could from her that night, for now at least, but now, the itch had returned.

He had kept his distance from the packs, adamant on his own safety during the winter months and yet now he had began to grow more brazen in his approach of others. He would loiter by the well worn paths and dens that reeked of wolf; he would follow scents for miles before trailing off to the next. Slowly but surely, his uncertainty of others had begun to evaporate. His sudden interest in others had been spurred again come the far off scent of others and the far, vague sound of voices that rode across the winds of the fields.

And so he prowled, low and sleek as he paced through the budding grass. His tail hung low and discrete, submissive in its intent almost as his wide eyes feverishly searched for the others. The scent of blood, albeit vermin in its origins, made his tongue lash out, rolling across his dark muzzle as he paused to take stock of the situation. Ahead, there were strangers. He could see them now, faint forms in the grass. Two of them - maybe more. That made things difficult, he thought, and so, he proceeded only to move in a wide arc, seeking to encircle the group while he attempted to understand their situation entirely.

As he moved in his arc, he watched eagerly, his eyes flickering between they and their bloodied prizes. His ears tilted intensely, desperate to catch their words to add to his repetoir. For him, the fields provided a different kind of hunt, a different kind of celebration.