Totoka River intention, retention, it's all in your head

bingo.
self-satisfied, he watched as she turned and made her way to leave. lakhos wasn't the sort to stop someone if they wanted to leave and frankly that was in part of the fact that a good percentage of the creatures he would encounter in the world were easily bigger and capable of overpowering him.
especially since right now, he definitely looked the part of a little weakling, scrawny coyote more than he did the actual coywolf that was he. and truth be told, he would always be that way.
once she was gone though, you bet your ass he helped himself to that fish she had left lying on the shoreline. he'd take the advice that she had given him too, since, and in line with more truths, he wasn't really that skilled at anything in particular. scavenging was a way of life for him, but he'd take a leftover free hand out over wasting whatever energy he had left.
so he scarfed that fish down with gusto, almost choking on it at one point or another in his eagerness for something that wasn't half rotten and frozen. he tried to savor it but honestly, it was picked apart and some of the smaller bones ended up in his belly too.
and once that was done, he left the remnants behind.
time to see what else was out there to pick on.