Don't mess with this gang of killer wolves!

She looked on with approval as Burke brought down the magnificent beast singlehandedly, her tail wagging gently. That was her mate, nearly six years old and still bringing down large beasts without a sweat. With the prey's death throes stilling, Meldresi made her way to the kill, praying loudly over the body, for both Sithis and the newer members to hear. "May your journey to the Void be swift and may your majestic soul provide sport for our Blessed Brothers and Sisters in the Void who sit at the Dread Father's side." With the belly torn open, Meldresi pushed her way beside Burke, tearing into the organs and biting it as gracefully as a hungry wolf can be.

Taking her fill, the priestess took a good look at the carcass, a critical eye washing over its pelt and horns. "Do not make any other incisions into the body. We are going to skin the carcass." She declared. She could make use of the bones as well, and the skull would look impressive over their den after being sun bleached.

She followed her mate to the side, licking her mate's face as they groomed each other, her eyes narrowed with content. The little things, she realized, was what she missed most about being away from Burke. Sitting by his side, grooming him, bantering with him, plotting with him. She savored this moment, oblivious to the others, only focusing on her mate. She could never leave this again.