Vayko snorted indignantly as he seemed to swerve. The man’s moods were giving his whiplash and so he sighed, motioning with his head as he started to steer him further away from the territory towards a rabbit warren he had been keeping an eye on. It would satisfy the man’s need to somehow get back into his good graces, or whatever the man’s intention was, while getting him further from the Backwater like Vayko had originally been trying to do. “There’s a rabbit warren that we’ll hunt, and the kill will go back with me when I return to my pack lands.” Which he planned to do as soon as possible.

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