Cerulean Cape pinocchio lay down on the riverbed

For the loss of her bright expression, the wolf smiled and offered her a couple wags of his tail. She was a young thing, and he had twice the seasons on her. Likely it was then that he had witnessed and experienced far more; had been taught that many more lessons. She would do well to heed his words lest she learn in more unforgiving ways.

What do you mean? He queried as his ears twitched and his brows knitted with confusion. Pay? Though he kept an ear toward her for an answer, his gaze was stolen by the sea. It had drawn back, and in that brief moment he seized the chance to make another lunge. This time, his teeth connected with the protruding arc of a rib, and he was able to drag the sorry carcass from the sodden sand to well beyond it.

Skookumchuck braced his forelegs on either side of the meager meal and lifted his amber eyes to the other wolf.