Ouroboros Spine drinking arsenic

I'll fade!

As Kroc moved to take her share of the fell deer, Kerosene continued about his way. Up on the rock, he licked away the blood from his muzzle and cleaned scraps from his whiskers. He made quick work about it before the calories began to sink in. His lips parted in a yawn and snapped closed. Mm. It was near time for another nap.

The white wolf chuffed. Kero glanced at her once before turning away. Stretching, he reclined and settled upon his mount. He'd sleep for a while and if, after waking was still hungry, he'd polish off the rest of that fawn and let the earth devour the rest of it. There wasn't much there to begin with. But it had been delicious.

He napped again.


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