Ankyra Sound Ten sly piranhas

Normally, this quiet and befuddled bag of bones, huddling in the cave, would be floating at the bottom of the sea and feeding the fish. Tethys hadn't done much save bring strips of salmon or pike into the well of the den. The raven female barely paid attention besides dropping off the food and leaving, much more preoccupied with patrols and whatnot. But finally, on this chilly sea-winded day, Tethys finally had some time to herself.

Her paws sank into the sandy mat of the cave floor, quietly drawing near. It was a different crevice from the main one, but many scents had led up to it, and it was how Tethys had found it in the first place.

Stand, the wolf ordered in a tone laced with boredom. She wanted to see how much the pup was putting on from all the scraps the pack had brought about. Although the ebony female had assisted in it, it would be intriguing to see if the little male had plumped out from the 'pampering'.