Chimera Fields All the fear and the fire

She glanced at the gratitude that was given like she had been caught off guard. A nod was made in return. 

Of course.

Arnarkla followed suit in digging into the carcass. By the time she ate her fill, the remains were gored. Blood clung to the fur of her forelegs, chest, and face. 

She stepped a couple paces away from what was left of the corpse. The somber she-wolf settled onto her belly, hind legs stretched out to one side, and began to groom off the fluid that made the hairs of her hide stiffen into clumps.