prodigal son

Marrow

Marrow nodded, confident in Wendigo's skills. He'd never steered her wrong before! Well, that wasn't true but even when he did it always worked out in their benefit. He described the tapirs as soft, meaty elephants and the thought had her salivating. That sounded delightful! There was no feeling better than a full belly, especially of fresh, rich meat. "Oooo yes, they sound tender and juicy!"

Wendigo spun around and beckoned her onward. With a whoop she bounded after him, racing across the dusty landscape with the strange trees. Above them darker clouds were beginning to swirl, a crack of lightning flickered across the sky but she wasn't afraid. It excited her. A thrilling start to their reunion and the chaos they'd sow this land with.