He exited the water first, moving backwards as he dragged the pig out of the current and onto the bank. Lysis voice was just loud enough to carry itself to him over the sound of the rushing water and the storm. He smirked and tugged harder on the pig, neck straining from the weight. It was smaller than its parents would have been, and thus easier to pull, but it was also now waterlogged and complete dead weight. Not to mention that a pig, even a small one, was never a lightweight creature. His ears twisted back as he heard her settling somewhere in the treeline. Soon enough they would both be gorging themselves. A smile filtered across his lips as he crossed the distance between them, occasionally stopping to glance and make sure he was going in the right direction. Finally he neared her and let his kill rest in the cover of the trees, pausing to pant and glance in her direction. "Two wolves, two pigs.. not bad." There was a certain degree of satisfaction in his voice as he said it. "I never did like sharing a kill with you anyway," he voiced in jest. His head dipped down to few affectionately on her ear for a moment before he would separate himself from her and flop onto his side only a foot away. It was time to enjoy the kill he'd worked so hard for.
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Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.
