Sawtooth Spire The Stories of the Sunspire Mountains

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Spruce ripped a part of the leg and gave it to Moonshadow, while also ripping a piece of the throat for himself. "We both deserve this win." He said to her.

 He dragged his piece over, so he could sit next to her. He looked out over the chasm, the sunrise illuminating the surroundings with a light pink and orange hue. Moonshadow looked absolutely stunning with the light on her. 

Doing away with pleasantries, Spruce started eating his chunk of meat. He savored the metallic taste of blood as it dripped down his chin. It was was his first meal in several days, having only had a spare rabbit or squirrel to satisfy his hunger.

He took a moment to let all of this newness to settle in. He had a new place, a new wolf, new food, and so much more. He wasn't alone anymore! 

He waited for Moonshadow to finish, relishing this moment.

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