caravan blues

Morgan seemed to be an honorable wolf, she told her to take what she wished. Twig had been the one to make the kill, but it wouldn't have happened without Morgan first injuring its leg. ”It was a team effort.” She tried to compromise, but hurried along as she knew it was only a matter of time before they started attracting bigger predators. Quickly she removed the left leg and placed it on the hide followed by the left front shoulder. With as much grace as she could muster she filled her own belly on organ meats and stood back. ”I’ll leave the rest to you and the scavengers.” The Memoire girl nodded once more to her hunting partner, having garnered quite a bit f respect for the woman. ”It was really good working with you, Morgan.” She offered before she turned away to drag her share back to Abaven.