Lake Bismuth I don't know what to do without you

perhaps the wolf was sick? vulture senses were attuned to scents, and so it was this that qapnuk studied now: whether there was any sign of quick working illness, or something slow. there was no blood scent - so, no wounds upon the thing.

he waits, coasting, studying. when there was nothing to suggest he may witness a death from an otherwise healthy body, qapnuk clacked his beak and wheeled to another patch of sky.

not yet gone, but not so interested.