Dance with the Devil

He didn’t intend to tell Vidarr much, especially acknowledging that there was going to be no one looking for him. No one would be upset if Vidarr murdered him. But his stance changed when the other wolf grabbed a bit of meat from another cabinet. He gave the one he had been locked in an assessing glance. No, there had been no food in there. When Vidarr handed him a helping (a large helping), he leaped on it with vigour.

Growling as he did so, and around the meat as he tore off chunks and stuffed them into his cheeks as quickly as he could manage. He didn’t stop until the food was out of sight, but he was still working it through from his cheeks to his stomach.

With the food safely secured, he turned his attention back to Vidarr. Talking around his meat to say the truth - the bribery had earned him that. ”We came here to raid. We lost. They killed my parents, and I cut my losses.” that was the long and the short.

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