Bring 'Em Down

*Wyndelin* · 08-16-2020, 10:20 AM

Wyndelin bit down hard, shifting his jaws up more to be sure he was getting at the vitals of the throat and not just clamping down in a useless spot. The bird continued to struggle but he noticed that its movements were getting weaker until at last it perished under his fangs. Wyndelin left go and licked at the blood that lingered on his teeth. This would be a good meal and an exotic one. He'd never eaten one of these birds before and looked forward to the meal. He turned toward Resin to see how she was doing before he started digging into the bird's chest cavity. She'd mentioned something about making armor and if she wanted this bird's wings as well she was welcome to them. Wyndelin just wanted a meal and the wings would barely be worth the effort for the scraps of meat.

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