Ouroboros Spine blood for the bloodgoat

last post for me :)

They came together and in moments the doe was dead. It was merciful for her; the wound was sure to fester her and haunt her for days to come. She would succumb to it eventually, slowly and painfully. It was the way of the wolf, they were stewards of the land by taking the sick and the old, and they would be fed well for it. He stepped back to allow Tonravik first access. He would eat a share when she had finished, cache a few others, and then wander off to rest.