Wheeling Gull Isle run the voodoo down

The stranger's words caught him off guard but he figured there was no shame in helping. Tit for tat? I help you get a rib for yourself and you help me get something to bring back to my home? Truthfully, Rokig planned on helping anyway but why not try to bring something back for Undersea if he could? His tail easily swished behind him as he moved forward. The stranger had effectively slobbered all over one of the ribs but there was still plenty for the Seawolf to take back home.

I'll push on the sternum, perhaps we can crack the rib off. Rokig positioned his paws up onto the connecting piece for the ribs and began to lean all of his weight into it. Lucky for them he was a short and stocky fellow with plenty of force to give.