Black Morass fear the reaper

There wasn't a hit of surprise when she stated that the woman does not scavenge. Not many would see themselves stoop so low as to fight off the vultures who they too were waiting their turn for an easy snack. for a loner, you are picky. he mocked, cocking a grin after the final words slithered from his maw.

His grin faded as she turned his question back, open ended as if she would hold all he desires in that body of hers. Wrapped pretty with a black bow. As spring ages, the new fawn are growing larger and finding their feet. If you lend a hand in an ambush, we can both sleep soundly with filled bellies. Agree, and all that I haven't touched is yours on this one. Behind him, his tail flickered in the direction of the not even half eaten wolf that had rung the dinner bell.