"Look forward to it, Tiny."
Hector's face broke into a quick grin.
The Alpha, too, was straightening and flexing his limbs in an uncoordinated fashion. He had, after all, been lazing around and dozing all afternoon. If he had had animal ears they would have pricked up when Bleeds Well spoke.
"Someone say hunt? Well... Patrol. Patrol is hunt... Count me in, Bleeds; I've been need something to do."
Sounds good.