Wheeling Gull Isle run the voodoo down

He didn't really understand the other but he opted to ignore it for now. Rokig just wanted to get this food and go back home. He had felt so useless sense the attack on Undersea from the male. This had to be a turn around for his luck. Hopefully.

It's, uh, the part that holds all the ribs together. He explained with a soft tap of one of his broad paws. Now. He hummed as a soft order, no sternness to his tone. Rokig once again began to push his weight into the expose bone of the carcass.