Dragoncrest Cliffs Sit still, look pretty

When it was clear they would not be enforcing the hierarchy, Tir uncurled herself and stepped over to the carcass to take her share. Her lips peeled back, and her teeth sank into the dense flesh and blubber. She braced one paw against the belly and pulled away strips of fat and gristle until she was able to find purchase on the muscle beneath. The iron taste on her tongue spurred her forward and she lapped at the hole before shoving her entire snout inside, wolfing down on the bits her teeth were able to tear away. Finally a decent chunk gave way beneath her efforts, and she pulled away, retreating to the darkness of the cavern and her chosen perch to dine in peace.

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