Totoka River Silence falls across the land

The body cooled quickly, its heat draining with what blood heavily flowed from the open wound in the unknown wolf's body. He greedily lapped at the congealing blood, his teeth nibbling at the wound, opening it to give him what purchase he can. The ceased heart pumps no blood into his mouth, and his sucking and pushing does little to urge the blood into his mouth. He ceases his suckling, licking what clotted blood landed on his mouth, quickly swiping his tongue over the stained fur in an attempt to rid himself of the quickly drying blood.

Athanasius rose, dipping his muzzle into the cool waters, a paw raising to rub at his neck and cheeks and mouth. His head rose to shake the red and pink tinged water. It was only then that he saw the presence lurking, moving away from the blood stained waters, to drink the cleaner waters upstream. Ah, He began, realizing what he had done with a wry chuckle. My apologies for ruining your drink. He ignored the upturned lip, having no interest in hunting now that his hunger had been quelled, sated by the blood of the unfortunate beneath him.