Bearclaw Valley With the thrill of a kill, vengefully, the engine will

Piper’s attention span was ironclad in comparison to her brother’s. She had posed a question and she fully expected him to answer her, even if it took all morning. Her eyes danced over his round frame with a loving devotion, eagerly hoping that he would agree to the idea of food. Piper was not quite nearly as round as Lucas, but she had her fleeting moments of needing to eat that would not be ignored. Feeling the rumbling in her little belly, Piper knew that it was one of those times and she was craving the tasty crunch of an animal’s leg.
 
Rising up from where she was, Piper flagged her tail hard enough that she almost spun her rear end around like a top. Giggling, she reached out to boop Lu with her dark wet nose. A delicate smile had twined itself onto her leathery lips. “Kay get snek, Lu. Pie share wit you,” she informed him, uttering the words as though they were very serious (she was talking about sharing her food, after all; that was a big fucking deal). Then, the girl set her sights on where one of the dark wolves had hid some food for them and began to sniff with a waggling tail.