Silver Moraine BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

Thuringwethil doesn’t notice Wildfire has disappeared upon her request when she breaks into the deer, tearing away bits and eating as much as she can while the rest of her wolves take parts around her. Occasionally, she growls when one gets too close to her portion but between her and the four other wolves there is bound to be a little tussle between them and who gets what. The wound on her nose goes disregarded for the time being and when she has nothing else in her reach but tattered bowels and shards of bones, she finally pulls away.

It is the most her stomach has felt this full in weeks and sure she could take more, there isn’t much left when the dragons finish. She licks around her muzzle, tasting blood but not caring the source, and takes a step back while the rest of them pick the carcass clean. The young leader looks around at those eating and notices Wildfire had gone and a frown forms on her features that she hadn’t gotten more than when she started. A twist of her lips form but she shakes it off and looks upon the rest of them while they finish and they can return to their home in satisfaction.