Duskfire Glacier trash to the curb

If he had known the thought of him eating her had crossed her mind, he would have been shocked. Eating another wolf wasn't something he had ever even considered, even when his belly growled loudly with hunger. Cannibalism was something that would have turned his stomach rather than causing him to salivate. Instead, he saw this new companion as a possible tool in order to fill his belly with more suitable food. The goat was likely too strong and healthy for them, but two bodies were almost always better than one when it came to finding and catching food.

She looked at him expectantly, and he considered that the go-ahead to start up a dialogue with her. "Hungry?" he asked, his own voice feeling somewhat foreign to him. "Hunt?" Where Dune came from, words were few and far between, and he was unaccustomed to the more conversational tone that many of the locals took on.