Emberwood be with a boss

He sniffed along the hood patterns that had been left behind.

He noticed the uneven placement, the way there was a deeper groove and a lighter one. He did not know why. Then he found the holy grail.

Deeply he inhaled the blood, tail tantalized into curling up some behind him. The boy practically snorted up the blood. It seemed better than the rabbit or anything else he had dined upon before.

He snorted softly, looked up to The Big Man.