Ankyra Sound i knew what my witches knew

whew because otherwise that would have been rly embarrassing LMAO 

while she would never speak aloud of her affection for the terrestrial wolf, it may have shown but for a moment in her gratuitous gaze. she extended a similar greeting in return, supplanting a brief lick on his cheek before addressing the rabbit. her mouth slavered and her stomach roared -- she tore into the thing with every vein of a savage.

she paused between the splintering of bone and looked up at the burnished muzzle of her comrade, her mouth full as she spoke: "what do i owe the honor?"