Sea Lion Shores The primordial dogs of God

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For Sylvas, the atmosphere felt pretty tense as his tail swayed behind him in the blood soaked sand. His large paws shifting him some as he watched the white female as she turned back to the carcass and continued to tear at its tough flesh. The brute didn't know whether to stay or simply take his leave, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of this encounter. It had been her eerie mannerisms that had made Sylvas uncomfortable. He found the female rather peculiar, in a creepy way. Or maybe it was just him? No. She indeed was a strange one to the brute and something about it just didn't sit right with the male.

His decision had been made and with a dip of his head (even if the female didn't see his gesture), Sylvas began to back away from the feast. Amber eyes peered at the wolf as she continued to gorge herself into crimson blubber, the male finally turned away from the sight and without another word, made his leave.

Sylvas has left