Feed 'em some lava!

Of course! Thanks to you too!

The swarthy whale righted himself and pulled himself off the pile of bones. He stepped down to ground level and made himself at home on solid earth. A remark fled the wolf's lips and Iqniq snorted. Practice. They could both use a hell of a lot more practice on that bone terrain. "Just say when," he mused out loud. If this wolf wished to go another round on that pile, he'd be more than happy to oblige.

Until then? Back to work, or relaxation, or whatever it was they were up to. Iqniq? He wanted his revenge on that bone pile.

He chuffed a goodbye to Arverk as he wandered off to do his own thing. Iqniq approached the pile and pulled a bone from one of the lower tangles. He was going to worry his teeth across one of those things until it snapped. Might be a while.

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