Moonspear bully to knuckle duster

Silence reigned between them until the moment that Amekaze arrived. He could see the sorrow in her step even if she did not show it as much as others might; wolves, especially female, could be fickle creatures, but Amekaze was so suave. Yet even though she did not break down to cry about the cruelty of the world, he could see that this hit her. Yet another loss, in some form or another. It seemed ironic that it had been not long ago that Charon had spoken to Ness about Dhole's betrayal. He'd felt that he had found in her a kindred spirit again, yet now she too had been torn from him, albeit in a different manner than Dhole had.

Amekaze did not seem to pick up on what Charon was thinking, but as he looked at Lazarus he knew that his thoughts were not alone. They were all hungry. "There's nothing we can do for her now. She would've wanted us not to starve, so we should eat the body." Charon nudged Amekaze's shoulder, urging her that it was for the best that they eat Ness' remainders before another scavenger would — burying her and going hungry would serve them no purpose. However grim it would be to eat another wolf's flesh, they needed it. And so Charon himself too stepped forward, ignoring Lazarus for the moment — unless he would step forward to claim a piece himself, which Charon wouldn't allow until Amekaze had eaten — and he nosed the corpse. Charon wrinkled his nose and then he sank his teeth in one of her legs. Would Amekaze deny he figured he would save piece of the body and feed it to her later, when it was no longer recognisable. For now though, Charon, unbeknowst that earlier generations in his line had faced similar dilemmas and had made similar choices, found out what 'wolf' tasted like for the first time in his life.