Emberwood cruel canvas

It would seem the coyotes and the foxes got the best of Dovev this time. The carcass was stripped off ankle and femurs, the most delectable bones when it came to feasting on marrow. The male settled for tugging, and then cracking off a rib bone. He was about to drop it when his ears perked with the sound of a herald- another wolf announcing their presence. The arctic beast felt, rather than see, the bone drop from his jaws as he swiveled his skull around to lock eyes with the unnerving, hallowed stare this stranger seemed to possess.

Dovev was no pushover when it came to being an aggressive soul. He found the carcass, it was his, and this female had no right to it unless he wanted her to. The male stepped from his meal, grey pools narrowing.

Can't I enjoy my dinner in peace? he jested, noting the interest the female held, even if her onyx figure remained a distance away. Of course Dovev would swing into action if she dared tried anything sneaky, but for now he couldn't judge what she would do next.