Cerulean Cape pinocchio lay down on the riverbed

Her enthusiastic appreciation lead him to believe she did not know much kindness or that she had not been in the company of it in some time. Or perhaps her stomach burned hot enough that the relief inspired her.

Welcome.

His amber eyes glanced her from the side as his fangs continued to rend flesh and fat from the hide. She settled in beside him and there were no tricks. She ate and did not try to stake a claim on what he portion of the carcass he worked, and he left her to the space and meat he had invited her to.

Skookumchuck hastily consumed what little he needed to take the edge off of his hunger and then he stepped aside, his tongue swiping around his mouth.

Enjoy that. Think you need it more than me.

He could hunt and so he would. He picked up his feet in a gentle lope down the coast, leaving the young wolf to her tough and salty meal.