Neverwinter Forest leap of faith

It wasn't much of a snack - he would have to seek out something more later. For now though it satisfied his needs, and he paused after disarticulating the tiny bones of the paw to lick his chops a bit. The question posed by the other wolf was not a unique one and so he had an easy answer for it: North. It wasn't the truth, not really, but it had been enough for Aningan. It had tied the two together in a way that Tuvak still did not fully understand, and maybe it would do the same for this curious creature.

Where are you from? He countered, lifting his head a bit, no longer interested in the tiny knobs of bone that were once the otter's paw. Stringy bits of inedible tissue twined them together in places; he could have taken his time to break them apart with his molars if he'd felt the need, but for now the pile was left ignored in the dirt. They looked almost like a scattering of dice.