Shadowwyn Moor Hey, how about that!

Luke tried it. Kero watched, searching the wolf's face for his reaction. He stole a bite and seemed to contemplate it a bit as he chewed before following with a few words Kero was not expecting. The smile on his muzzle fell into a full-fledged laugh as he replied. "Glad it tastes better than it smells" That was something he'd found out the hard way too, but the smell was a bit hard to get past, which didn't make an opossum a frequent meal.

By the time the white wolf had finished (quite literally consuming half of the creature) the fainting smells from the opossum had faded. Kero cleared his nose, lowering it into a patch of freshly fallen leaves before he neared the corpse. He flipped it over and dined on the remains. Definitely not nearly as bad now that the major scents had faded. Almost enjoyable. Almost.

Finished, Kero licked his chops and glanced towards the wolf. A glance at the sky told him he'd been out here long enough and it was past time for him to head back. He'd seen this place. Luke filled him in on a little more. He'd had a decent dinner. Overall, he considered this trip a success. "I hate to eat and run, but it's getting late. See ya around, blue nose." With that, Kero excused himself and returned home.

-Kero exits-