Although he wasn't scrawny by any means, it was clear to see in the tall brute's build that he hadn't been with a pack in some time. He simply did not hold the muscle mass that he was capable of and in some areas, his ribs protruded even through the thickness of his hide. As lazy as he was, he'd only hunt enough when alone to keep himself from becoming too weak to travel but he knew that if he were to have any hope of being somewhat useful as a squire, he'd have to do something to change that.
He set off early in the morning with intent to feed himself, whether it be on rotting carcasses laying around the pack lands or a meal he could track down himself. After wandering around the falls for the better part of an hour and admiring the scenery, he came up empty handed on his scavenging attempt and reluctantly headed toward the borders to see what he could find waiting for him on the other side. The winter had coated the morning ground in a light layer of frost, though any activity through-out the early hours was easily traced as even his own prints left an outstanding disturbance in it's otherwise perfect setting.
He had to travel a considerable distance away from the falls in order to find something interesting, but eventually he found the tracks of a coyote. Stringy and not the most appetizing of meals but it was better than wasting his energy on a morsel like a rabbit, and they weren't quite as agile as a fox. He'd take it, though the hunt was considerably longer than he'd originally thought it would be. As soon as the tall wolf came up on the coyote, it ran quite literally for it's life and it took nearly half an hour until it finally stumbled and give Archelaus a chance to sink his teeth into it. His jaws easily crushed the poor things throat without hesitation and as the coyote suffocated and lost his breath at his paws, Archie took a moment to catch his own.
He picked up his prize and made his way back to the falls, wanting to be out of the eyes of any other scavengers or lone wolves before he truly settled down to dig in. It was getting later in the morning now, as well.. he was eager to discover how many familiar faces were still left in Fiori and how many new ones had been brought in. He settled at the side of one of the pools and began pulling the coyote's hide out from around it's belly before gutting it and taking his fill. It didn't take much for his smaller stomach, though by the end of it all over half the coyote was in shambles. He'd need to feed again regularly, but for now he was satisfied with his work with self-maintenance. Licking his chops, he secretly hoped for some company.
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