Porcupine Ridge artemis

A feast. The shadow wolves set upon the goat, Hex ripping into her first as he savored the prize.

But he was nothing but egalitarian, and he motioned with bloodied muzzle to his comrades to eat, too; they would all dine at once, for they all deserved it. And he called @Nutuyikruk down, too, urging her to partake as well.

When his belly was sated, he stepped back, nearly vibrating with delight.

Their first successful hunt. The gods had spoken true.

last round!