Feed 'em some lava!

@Arverk Down for cashing in that raincheck on their spar?

He'd promised their new wolf a spar in the future. He was going to make true on that. He was fully healed now and fully limber. Tonravik and his sudden departure to handle outside matters had thrown a wrinkle into their timeline, but he was back now and had recharged enough during their time away. There was nothing quite like an adventure to rejuvenate the soul. All the same, it was good to be back. Good to stretch out a little. Good to be home. The Spine was thriving and that was what mattered most.

He arrived at the bone pile. It was a location most within the Spine held with certain fondness. And who wouldn't? It was quite literally a canine dream that grew with each kill they made. Bones for the picking. Bones for the taking. Some old and some new. The corpses of their enemies were strewn along the borders. The corpses of prey? What wasn't saved eventually ended up here. These bones... they were succulent.

They were also something of a hazard. He picked his way up the pile of ivory and made his way to top, once there, he tossed his head back and howled for Arverk to join him. Until the wolf arrived, there was a lovely little rib bone he had his eyes set on. Kerosene picked it up and settled atop the pile to entertain himself during this interlude.