Mount Apikuni it's not my time, my soul ain't yours to take

just going to go ahead and wrap this up with my post. <3

worripa studies the bloodied weasel corpse tossed his way; mouth watering at the promise of fresh meat against his better judgement. at first, he wants to turn his nose up at it. not because it doesn't smell appetizing but because he is afraid the offer of meat might come with strings attached. he isn't wrong as she commands him to follow. he takes a long moment to consider before making up his mind on a whim ( which is how worripa seems to live much of his life at the moment ), makes a quick meal of the offered food and follows after her: keeping keen eye on her and her hulking companion.