Otter Creek Got my dark sunglasses on and I had my weapon drawn

Fireblaze was trekking through the neutral territory, trying to bring back good memories of BDP. Amnesia had taken them all, even the bad ones. She sat down and saw a lone wolf eating a rotten otter carcass that had been there for weeks. Walking over, she cocked her head at the loner. "Why are you eating a rotten carcass?" Sitting down, she made herself comfortable, expecting a long story. She pulled the carcass away, not wanting this wolf to get sick and die. "Don't eat this," she said sternly, motherly even. "You will get sick."