Fishblight Mire brotherhood

He had barely drawn breath before the rat agreed to his proposal, eyeing what was left of the fish like a madman that was closing in on his victim. Vlad gave his now cohort a squinty, suspicious look - mostly for show - before flinging the morsel at him with a triumphant "Ha!" Vlad had nothing to lose by offering this obvious lose canon a meal, and Rat had no reason not to hold up his end of the bargain. Win-win. The Russian set about cleaning his face, but felt the creature's keen stare on him within moments of averting his eyes. "You already feenish? Beeg stomach!" he roared heartily, jumping to all fours. "Now we make fight, make vinter brothers for true." A most enjoyable tradition.