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Derp, finally wrapping this up!

He continued gnawing on the bone, looking up at the female every so often, unwilling — unable — to speak further. His brain whirred though his actions very much relied on instinct and raw emotion, as they always had ever since he had been groomed into a fighter. Though, at the moment, he looked every bit a broken animal, desperately tearing away the bits of flesh that remained on the small bone. He didn't show it, but he was grateful for the meal, oblivious to the fact that it would still not stop the inevitable.

When the howls of other wolves echoed down from the glacier, Reaper froze, turning to the mountain before glancing back at the kindly female. She quietly took her leave with a soft-spoken farewell, heading towards where the howls had originated from. With a nervous growl, the dog righted himself and also hurried away from the scene with his precious bone, none to eager to encounter another pack of the wild beasts who called these lands home.