[ Steve followed after, the scents in the abandoned den enough to distract him from very nearly everything else; he hadn't been in this neck of the woods for a long time, and he sniffed at every corner, curious and eager, wagging when he caught the scents of three, four cubs that were here before. It was a family, he knew, and then there were the stronger ones of other werewolf couples.
These ones he politely ignored, before he bounded back to Bucky and nuzzled him, the other's glee infectious and happy. He liked making Bucky happy, and he delighted in the way they caught up with each other, when he'd chased after him. ] What are you doing with the pelt?
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These ones he politely ignored, before he bounded back to Bucky and nuzzled him, the other's glee infectious and happy. He liked making Bucky happy, and he delighted in the way they caught up with each other, when he'd chased after him. ] What are you doing with the pelt?