you my best friend

Night fell around them as the stars twinkled above. A trail of blood leading up to the den was a sure sign someone was home. And indeed there was. Standing just inside the den's interior, the pallid splotched boy stood with a generously large piece of meat in his mouth. The rest of the carcass was tucked away for safe hiding until later. What he was planning to do with this piece now was to offer it to his brother. Lately, Mac had become his closest, no, his bestest friend, and Ghoul was feeling somewhat soft about it. It wasn't often that the pup could be tender, but it was time he showed his brother some appreciation. Dropping the hunk of meat gently on the rocky ground before him, he called out to Mac with a long and beckoning howl. Hopefully, his brother would come sooner than later. Knowing the bugs and rodents around here, they too were itching for a chance at a nice meal.

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