When I close my eyes to this paradox place

Bane had watched the smaller she wolf eat her section of deer with an amused twinkle in his eyes, taking to just devouring his side. He was laying on the compressed ground now along the shore and eyed the she-wolf with a blurry gaze. Sleep often came after a meal such as this one, and Bane fought to stay awake while Loccian finished up with a smile and a stagger to her paws.

The Seracian female made a awkward looking step forward but her front half ended up on the ground as she tripped over her own paws. Bane cracked a smile at the accidental play bow he felt he should imitate, but he was too full and too satisfied to do much of anything except sleep against the spongy shore.

Loccian's pose was held a moment before shimmying up towards him with her forepaws and mentioning in a drowsy voice that the deer had been satisfying. The female was obviously meat drunk, her eyes closed and a large grin plastered across her muzzle. Bane mirrored her smile and lay his head against the sand and eyed?the rivulets of blood seep from the deer's corpse and flowing down to the lakeside edge to taint the water's color with a fine red fog. And as he finally closed his eyes, a smiling Loccian coming even closer to him the was last thing that was seen before going to sleep.