Stone Circle Deathrates

stripping the fur from the beasts sounded like a good idea, it would keep the pack a bit warmer than normal. warm was good. keoni already took the initiative to start the task, making the older woman follow suit. she approached a smaller lump, grabbing the fur in her teeth and slowly tearing away, though she had to give a few hard tugs to get it going. the process was not easy, but krypton still worked away, smelling the meat within her nose, making her stomach give off a hearty growl as she continued to pull at the fur. she hoped she could keep one, she would love to snuggle with it as she slept, mostly because she lost her den buddy that kept her warm at night.