Moonspear snap crackle pop

The loner rose, fluffing up like a porcupine. Kapvik viewed this as an affront more than anything. Lips peeled back, ready to unleash his wrath upon this insolent sh –
INDENTThe wolf swiped at his slobbery bone, discarding it into the shrubs below. This consoled the Epsilon enough to not outright attack him, rushing to claim the bone as his. With his newfound possession gripped between his jaws, all unfriendliness melted away. Kapvik walked to put a few feet between him and the rattled wolf...only to spin around to face Luke in a play-bow, woofing at him. Luke had been fooled; the aggression was nothing more than a ruse. It was a cruel ploy into getting the upper hand, true, but he was in no mood to pick on rogues. Kapvik lazily chewed on the bone, wetting it with his own saliva. Oo. Tasty.