Nightmare

THe cave had been damp and see wasn' ready to deal with those inside. THe full moon hung over her. THhe water raced torwads her than raced away as she layed on the hard sand. HEr head was on her paws. She twitched. Misery sighed. BLue eyes watched the scene in front of her.

The still-small white halfbreed peeked at the newcomer from behind a rock. Not having had much training with Kestrel because of the obscene amounts of snow, (some snow banks dwarfed the little guy) he was left alone to his own devices. He usually played around, making piles of snow and attacking them, pretending to be Kestrel, fighting off legions of foolhardy and ill-willed wolves.
So, even though he was almost a year old, he still had the mentality of a four month-old-pup.
He creeped out from behind the boulder, low to the sand. He stalked closer, rocking on his haunches.
"The monstrous caribou is no match for the mighty Kestrel..." he murmured, his curled tail wagging slightly. Letting out a playful roar, he leaped onto the guest canine, landing squarely on her shoulders and gently gnawing on her right ear. "Grr..."

"Uggg" Misery groaned as a larger dog pounced on her. She slid from under him. A paw steping in ot freezeing water. SHe looked at the halfbreed. "Hello," SHe said. HE blue eys watching him.

"Shush, caribou aren't supposed to talk!" he gently swatted her muzzle, leaping back and bowing in a play stance. "Does the prey decide to put up a fight?" he narrated, blue eyes flashing with humour, and a grin growing across his short muzzle.
It had been a while since he'd had a playmate.

Misery smiled and put down her head like she had antlers. She smiled and pushed her paw back like she was getting ready to headbutt him. She planted her paws firmly on the ground and watched him with her head slanted slightly up.

"It chooses to fight!" Blue shouted loftily. "The hooved animal has chosen the wrong opponent!" Blue charged at Misery, then swerved around to her flank and pounced.

Misery bucked up grinning. And ran a short distance away. Wiggleing the little thing off of her.