Bring 'Em Down
Wynde
08-21-2020, 03:45 PM
Wyndelin nodded and stepped back so Resin could strip the wings. "Thank you as well. I appreciate the extra meal greatly." He tipped his head toward the swan. He'd pack away as much fuel as he could for the journey ahead farther into the west where the terrain was more arid and food less plentiful, at least a good portion of the area. There were oases when one knew where to look but he didn't quite trust his memory at this point. Wyndelin ripped into the body cavity of the condor and started snarfing down what meat he could. He hadn't realized how hungry he was getting til the taste of blood hit his tongue. -end?- "Talk" |