Bucky’s mind was reeling as he padded down the gorge. Midway, he paused. Inhaled. Was that… ah. Yep. For sure. He knew that scent well, from the day a bold little pup had hurtled himself on his face and tried to take him down. Though Bucky did hope this time, he could get out of this without any face-biting.
He came to a halt by the stream and lifted his head to howl, letting the sound carry naturally down the rocky walls of the gorge. How would this meeting even go? Stark had been beyond furious when he last spoke to the yearling. Even Kaete at her angriest had never screamed at him like that.
Jan 12, 2018 06:31 AM
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