Claws and Talons

Thanks!

Fallko looked up as the scarred thing approached, swallowing a final blob of flesh/fat. She swiveled her head to the side as the not-wolf called her Shaun, and gave a low, confused whistle. "I'm not Shaun, doggie" Suddenly the name had come to her, the name for these creatures descended of the wolves. From what she understood, they were half as dangerous, as well.