don't want to die without any scars
for Laith
12-30-2022, 01:10 AM
He gnawed hungrily on the thigh bone of some type of ungulate. Laith didn't know if it had been an elk or a deer, and he didn't particularly care. His focus was more on trying to tear off every last strip of flesh from it. The carcass had been quite old already when he stumbled upon it, but the colder temperatures of the lands around here had kept it from rotting as quickly as it would have in the deserts further south. The moon was already high in the sky, but he'd always been a tad nocturnal, finding it less likely to have strangers come upon him while he was eating his meal during the night. His teeth crunched down on the end of the bone, splintering it with a loud crack so he could get to the marrow within. That was always his favourite part of the larger bones, and he'd be damned if he had to share it with anyone. He kept a single ear facing vaguely behind him, alert for anyone who may try and sneak up on him. There was still enough meat left that a very hungry loner might be tempted to challenge him for it if they were brave enough. |
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