From the bones

Ruga gave a tilt of his head as the younger lady explained that the meat from this bone had been fed to her "mistress". Was this wolf a servant then? Now wasn't really the time to question her on that considering the worry she very clearly felt over the situation. The huge amber eyes she looked up at him with, pleading him for an answer, made him wish he had one for her. "I'm sure everything is going to be fine," he reassured her with a warm smile. "They might be glowing, but they're still just rocks right?" Even still, he wished he had more answers for her. An idea popped in his head and he told her. "Stay here, I have an idea. I just need to go grab one of my tools."

He turned and took off then, running toward his den to grab a chisel from his tool kit, the wooden, leather wrapped handle worn down from all the times he had gripped it in his teeth. On the way, he kept an eye out for any more crystals and now that he was actually looking for them it seemed like he saw them everywhere, but there was something distinct that he noticed. He hurried back to where the fire-marked woman was standing and sat down the chisel so he could speak giving her a little grin. "So I was looking for more of these crystals on the way to my den and I did see some—but only on hard, non-living surfaces. Rocks, mostly, but I did also see some on some bones from my dinner last night. So it seems like they only form on the bones and stuff after the meat is gone. I don't think you have anything to worry about there."

Ruga turned his attention to the crystals in question, squinting and trying to decide if they had grown any more in his absence. "I'm going to try breaking off a piece and see if they form on anything else or if they spread from the piece. Try and examine it, you know?" Picking up the chisel again, he held the metal bar still under his front paws and gave a firm swing of his head to connect the sharp end of the chisel with the crystal, hoping that would be enough to break off at least a piece.

"Ruga Amanto"