Ribbon.

On the second night, the Layer met him at the cave entrance just before dusk, a worried look on his face.
"I thought you weren't coming!"
Kel'luknar rolled his eyes.
"Have I ever not come for you?"
Sodre furrowed his brow as he thought this over.
"No. I guess not. Except for that one time, when Appa Kellan wouldn't let you leave the house, because you were punished, because you went wee on his new pile of furs."
Kel'luknar felt his face heat, and put his ears back to cover it. Trust the Layer to remember something like that.
"I was just learning to mark. It was unintentional."
"My airu said you meant to."
The wolfe narrowed his eyes.
"Do you want to eat tonight, or not?"
"Sorry! Eating! OK."
Sodre backed up a few steps and dashed inside of the cave, then scampered out a moment later with a pot. Kel'luk was busy building a small fire for them to cook on. The Layer came over to him, leaning over his shoulder to watch his work.
"So what'd ya bring me??" he demanded, his tail swishing noisily against his clothes. "Fliers?! Ground-runners??? Things with horns??"
Kel'luknar grunted and reached out to snag the bloody sack he'd carried along with him.
"Fliers."
"Oh."
Sodre's face fell. The wolfe gave him a stern look.
"Don't complain."
Sodre looked abashed.
"Sorry! I wasn't. It's just - I don't know, ever since the egg dropped, I feel weird. I feel like...hungry, but only for certain things."
Sodre sighed, shaking his head so that his shaggy hair fell into his eyes. The movement dispersed his scent, causing Kel'luknar to get a noseful of ripe Layer. His vision blurred, and Kel'luknar suddenly felt himself basking in sensation, feelings all merged together. He tasted sunlight on his tongue, and felt spices in his blood, and tingling happiness on his fingertips and then, sharply, he felt an awareness of the Layer and a driving arousal that smacked into him with the force of a thunderstorm. Then, just as suddenly as they had come, all the sensations were gone, and the young wolfe started and almost fell backwards.
"Layer!"
Sodre jumped away from the shouting wolfe, looking back and forth at the ground distrustfully.
"What?! What is it?! Snake??"
Kel'luk frowned, then shook his head.
"No, it - No. I don't know what it was." he shook his head again, trying to gain clarity or at least regain some of the headiness of that moment. "It was weird. It's gone now."
Sodre frowned at his friend.
"Are you OK?"
Kel'luk nodded.
"Yeah. I think so."
Sodre looked him up and down cautiously.
"Don't get sick, Barky. You know I can't carry you back to the pack."
One corner of Lucky's mouth twisted up in a smile.
"Don't worry. I'm sure I'm fine."
"OK." Sodre replied, satisfied by the wolfe's assurance. "Then let's eat our fliers, then let's go to bed."