Emberwood cruel canvas

It was true- Dovev was finding it a little pointless sitting around and picking over meager scraps when he could be convincing Iqsi to perhaps go on a little hunting endeavor with him. She was looking a little spidery, after all, with her skinny legs and narrow face with wide eyes.

With a smirk beginning to grow on his face, the gaunt beast rose to his paws and stepped forward.
If we're one and the same, then.. forget about these scraps.
Dovev's toes slid forward and he stretched his body in a slight playbow. The mischevious glint he so often had when up to his usual activities had returned, and he hoped Iqsi would have the same motivation to eat better than toddle around and mope.
He brushed off the ebony female's last comment, his tongue lolling from his mouth in a grin. Dovev waited for her response, but if Isqi did not share his same level of sudden enthusiasm, then there would be no losses. It was open territory, and he could just as easily turn and walk away as the brute could sway this stranger.