Sawtooth Spire Why So Serious

A terrible, horrible sound filled the clearing, audible to her over the sounds of puppyish growls and sounds. Gold eyes switched to none other than Kapvik as he vomited regurgitated food for the Iqniq mini-me. Her nose wrinkled, stomach churning; the smell of stomach acid was distasteful to her and it was likely this act that brought her to stand. Moving closer to the Alpha pair, she nudged both of them roughly before venturing back to the borders, obviously having had enough of the little parasites — and anyone's stomach contents — for the day.

Exit Nanuk.