Stavanger Bay A whale of A Tale

The great hulking beast had swum too far inland in search of food, and now became stranded on the sand, its organs crushing under its own mass, the tide long gone out. It's massive, dinner plate sized eye rolled painfully in its head. It opened the opening in its head, releasing a gasp of air, its tail giving an exhausted flop against the sand. A booming, gutteral moan echoed from the great beast, a fearful plead as the intelligent creature resigned itself to it's fate.

Aphrodite followed the odd scent- a mix of flesh and fish. It had been a week since her coupling with @Aiolos, and she knew any day her instincts would tell her if she would indeed bear his pups. A new generation within a forming pack, a fortification. Little use in the long run, with no unrelated pairings...and even she wasn't base enough to breed with her own child. But still, being the first to bear the young Alpha's pups would secure her place as the closest thing this pack had to an Alphaess. 

Her musings were interrupted by the appearance of the whale, the poor creature taking a dying breath and releasing a sad groan. She had seen fish before, but never one this massive. It would feed the pack for weeks, and provide nourishment for the pups, if there were any. She moved forward, sinking her teeth into the joint behind its fin, ignoring the flurry of seabirds already gouging flesh from its back and sides. It tasted rich, fatty, salty...the most incredible thing she had ever tasted. She released a howl, calling Aiolos, and leaving an invitation for the rest of the pack, which she had yet to meet.