Cerulean Cape thunderclap

"Good," Raptor replied simply, arching a brow as the paler wolf searched for a spot to settle into. When he did, it was with a comment about the wolves Raptor had hailed and received no response from. "Aye, lucky for you," Raptor smirked, breaking into chortling and snorting as the male was taken in the face with a strip of flesh. Ly apparently had the same sort of tactful eating and finesse that Raptor possessed. "Lucky for you or ye'd be gettin' no grub." At least, the corsair was sure his fellows would not be so kind as he, and even more sure that they'd have his tail or at least mock him for allowing this stranger to have a bite. So it was with a watchful eye that he ate, planning to flip the aggression switch if he so much as caught a whiff of his crew. But his crew never came, and he and Ly shared the seal in peace, until he took his leave with a flipper and a hunk of meat in tow for the galley.