Ankyra Sound we live through scars this time

Maude smirked at the answer, then dropped her paw hesitantly to the ground, content that the mud had been scowered from her fur. She looked at the woman's annoyed vistage and cackled. Naw, mate, I'm just jokin' wit ye. Surely it ain't just one wolf's fault. It would be utterly hilarious if it was, though. One fat ass eating every morsel of food they brought in. Oh, matey, I'm sure I've lived through worse. This ain't nothin'.