take me under

... Ew. Lykos stared at the huge heaping pile of meet with disgust on his face. That had clearly been sitting there for a few days, if the smell was anything to tell by. He may be hungry, but he had better standards than that. Besides, it... really wasn't that difficult to hunt. He could just do that instead. After all - he was a wolf, and he would not stoop so low to scavenge.

Movement caught his eye, and he glanced over towards the front of the beach - oh, there was another wolf... who seemed quite curious about the carcass of this massive sea creature. He dipped his head to the other silently.

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