Sleepy Fox Hollow [BWP P5 Prey Opportunity] kujira

bleakness had crept into the hollow. their scout was still traveling the hinterlands, or so mahler hoped. hunger ravaged them all; he fervently hoped that annaliese would return to them with news of prey beyond the mountains.
the crisp wind shifted, and the gargoyle brought himself to a sudden stop in the trailing of his patrol. 
meat.
with a sharp bark to alert the diasporans close, their general set off at a ground-eating trot that paced him close to the snuffling creature that staggered across the ruined earth.
the ravaged hide, the streaming nostrils, the stench of rot that clung to the animal — he did not consider the boar safe. but too long had starvation thrust its blunt teeth upon diaspora, and so mahler lunged with parted jaws and gripped fiercely the straining throat.