FEED ME

The huge bird had picked up rumors about a new pack. Flamie had been running out of trade partners for a while, aside from the few lone wolves she came across. Yet it was a good idea to befriend packs becauss they had no need for bones and she could offer her services in return. As she flew above the territory she remembered how they marked it. Landind outside of the scent marker as she walked over and smelt it. Fresh. Always nice to see new things, she smiled. Then opening her beak the massive beard let out a call. While not as powerful as a howl someone was bound to hear her or see her.

Considering flamie almost reached a dire wolfs height. She ruffled her red stained feathers and waited patiently. Odd cyan blue eyes peering into the grande. Hopefully she would be leaving these lands with fruitful success. If not, she would simply return to the skies as she normally did.