Moonspear Crazy youngsters

Wrapping up. :)

They fed in mutual, companionable silence, each enjoying their own small patch of ground as they indulged. The meal—more of a snack, really—didn't last long before they cleared the proverbial supper table. Wildfire licked the blood from her lips, exchanging friendly glances with her two cohorts. Although it had been a small repast, she now felt slow and sleepy. Maybe a nice nap was in order, a reward for lots of successful tracking today.

"How's your mouth?" she asked Horcrux. Evidently, the food had done the trick. "Good." She paused, then said, "Think I'm gonna take an afternoon siesta. See you around, Horcrux." To Floki, she said, "Coming?" It was up to him. Either way, Wildfire woofed a farewell and began plodding off in search of somewhere warm and quiet to catch a few Zs.