Claude lifted his head and pushed the steel claw for Charles to inspect. He then grinned like a mischievous child. "Can you recognize who owned it?"
Charles started at it for a moment before laughing. He even lay on his belly and used both paws to play with the steel claw. "You idiot… You could have died! Hahaha, I wish I saw that pitiful creature tumbling around without his little toy!"
"He said the last person who stole his steel claw already died. I guess he was just threatening me." Claude giggled at the mocking laugh Charles gave the absent person. "I doubt I can steal it if Len hasn't injured that guy first… but Grandpa can, right? They heard your howl and ran off like mice! This is the second time you made a powerful wolf look ridiculous…"
