Redtail Rise gopher guts

A distant call sounded from the marshland. Tulimaq paused in his patrol to listen - recognizing it at once as Augur's voice, as they had each joined together in song at one point to unify themselves in claim of the Rise. It sounded as if it wavered on the wind.

He thought little of it, and continued to round upon the borders until he came across the bare bones of the white wolf, the one which he slew weeks ago. There were bits of flesh and hair clinging to the remains even now, but Tulimaq didn't care much about that.

He dug through them for the skull and hoisted it away easily, given that the neck was broken in many places. This was to be his trophy; he would keep this somewhere private to look upon as an ego-stroking ritual. He thought it was well deserved.