Neverwinter Forest Intrepid

The other had no desire to be competitive with them. Tonravik lifted her head as she chewed through tough meat, pulling out an intestine and shaking it out. She had no interest in the herbivore contents it carried within its stomach, only the wall within it. A lot of its stomach contents were spilled around them, but she made sure to rid the digestive tract of the greenery before chewing again through it. She largely ignored the stomach contents otherwise.

Having already consumed the liver, she paused to lick her chops. She was satisfied, and her own ears twitched as she looked to the two conversing. Tonravik did not recognize the wolf who had asked, but perhaps Iqniq had somehow known him in his many travels. It was entirely possible. Tonravik had seen many a-face in her travels, but remembered only the ones she shared a name with. But their scent... that, she could never forget.