Tormented Tarns little monsters

the faint smell of anything remotely editable was quick to catch the boy's attention, even if the stench of a rotting corpse lurked in the air. the smell that lured him most though, was the one he could not identify.

he came stumbling upon the odd canine creature with little attempt to hide the confusion and disgust on his face. "hey!" he screeched out like some cursed owl before strolling up a few paces and puffing out his chest in an ill attempt to make himself look larger than what he was.

"you..." he gave a sniff to the air, "ugly woman?" this thing was a woman, right? "ya seen my mama?" he barked out without any thought of sharing what his tripod mother would look like. the presence of any others in the area had gone completely unnoticed.