Idle Paws No More

Aris stopped what she was doing to listen as a voice called the pack's fighters together. A messy concoction of herbs and water dripped gloopily from one paw, the other holding the scruff of a squirrel with its mouth held open with a stick. Hmmmm she really wanted to test this mix.... but this was too good an opportunity to pass up. She plucked up the squirrel with her sharp clawed paws, the cat claws pricking into its neck to draw blood. "It sounds like your lucky day, squirrel," she told the terrified critter brightly. "You don't have to eat this for me after all!" Before it could possibly be super excited about its reprieve, she casually flung the creature as far out into the rolling sea waves as she could before trotting happily off to the training grounds. She arrived mostly late, but didn't seem to be particularly phased by it as she bounded in to sit with the rest of the group, ready to do fighting stuff.