Swiftcurrent Creek Walk with me for a little while

Falwasi's question was countered with another. Her pack-mate offered her the decision instead, and her expression shifted from serenity to pensiveness as she contemplated which of the given options to choose.

"We should eat these now, and head off to the Emberwood later for some more rewarding prey," she decided. They had the whole day ahead of them, and what better way to spend it than higher hunting? Falwasi had never thought she would grow sick of the game, nor did she plan on doing so. Hunting was life.

Without waiting for Kieran's agreement to prevent further stalling, the fallow imbued wolf bit into her bird, delicious tastes of meat, blood and success filling her mouth while feathers dropped off the animal. All that was in sight was grey plumes reddened with the blood that pooled from their dead body.