Swiftcurrent Creek Drunk, and I'm feelin down

Arric chuckled and nodded his head. Yea. I forget who taught me that. Some woman in a pack we were near I think. I mean who really wants to mess with them much anyway, but it's nice to know if they can you know kill you or something. You know.

He tilted an ear forward and dipped his muzzle. Taste like chicken if  you're lucky.

He sprang forward and snapped at the back of the creature's eyes. Right behind, where he was thinking it's neck was. It wriggled and moved, the most awkward feeling honestly. But he chomped down hard, fangs piercing the scales and he fought to go down through.

Tossed it to the  nearby bank and watched it wriggling, but it didn't move. Proof to him it was dying, but not dead yet.

He turned to look at Eshe and gave her a small wink. IT moves for a bit yet. But it's dead. Did you know they can even bite you after they are well dead. It's crazy.

He chuckled. Ready for some more fishing lookout.