Sawtooth Spire As easy as rolling off a log

She'd always wondered: did the wolves of Seabolt change their names if they moved on elsewhere? Q opened her mouth (despite it being full of food) to ask about how this might work when Wintersbane spoke. She clapped her mouth shut, chewing on the last of the pulp in there and swallowing it before reaching for another big bite, listening all the while.

Her face scrunched at his suggestion. "Sawtooth?" she questioned, pale lavender eyes shifting left and right. Had she missed something? Where on earth had that come from? "Wait," Q realized, clapping a paw to her mouth and speaking the rest through her toes, "is this a commentary on my eating habits?" She often chewed with her mouth open and talked with her mouth full, Quell knew. In fact, she began to choke and laugh simultaneously, spraying crumbs of gristle.