Stone Circle Tonight we feast

Last from me probably. Larus out.

Soon enough Valette was backing off, but she gave a few commands prior to her departure. Larus listened the same as all the others; then, as she took off with the choice meats, he advanced upon the carcass. He was hungry after all of the running and everything, but he knew his place — so he turned to find @Illecebra among the crowd of hunters and moved out of the way. You organized and led this. I think it's your turn — you earned it. His tail fanned behind his silvered body as he spoke, and then he glanced at each wolf present for confirmation. Then again, if anyone refused to see it his way, Larus was still pumped with enough adrenaline that he might've been keen to fight them off for the lead hunter's sake.

Whether the others agreed or not, one by one the wolves of Easthollow took their turns with feeding off the carcass. By the time it was light enough (and broken down enough) for them to carry, Larus was more than happy to assist with the transportation of the bison meat. They'd taken it down together and now, harvested it together — he felt like one of them. Like he had earned it, at least for today.