Wolf RPG

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Beneath the weathered wintergreen prowled a wolf.

They appeared to be in good health: a red smear marked their chest and from their teeth swung the plump and petite body of a hyrax. Not enough to satisfy any belly for long. A treat to the hungry woman all the same; perhaps the gods did smile upon her after all, awarding her with scraps after so many days of hunger.

She sought the shadows. Tucked neatly away from prying eyes—as far as she knew—Dhaven began to tear in to her lunch.