The Sentinels Offer me that deathless death

Norsamu was patient to what she wanted. While grinning, she happily waited to try this new delicious treat, as even the name sounded appealing. The combination also sounded pleasant, and of course, without any hesitation, strode up to the male in order to indulge herself in this treat.

"My boys a gentleman, aye? Don't mind if I do," there was a appreciation toward the perks of being a female- those with manners always tended to let her get everything first! The white maned wold will wholeheartedly take any offers given to go first. Stepping forward as he went back, Norsamu didn't even bother to give the treat a sniff before absolutely lapping it up.

"Oh man, that's good. Your Pack drinks this often? Solid. Clearly wolves I need'a meet." She didnt drink the whole thing, but it was obvious she drunk quite a bit. Some of it was splattered on her fur, a few speckles on her chest- she didn't eat carefully. There wasn't a graceful bone in her body, but at least her actions showed she did really enjoy it, "good stuff."