Redhawk Caldera Pearly Showers

So far Birk had found nothing much of importance, if you don't count a neat, little pile of old deer poop a morsel worth mentioning. He had scooped it up regardless, though it had tasted far from good, but would keep his stomach busy for a while. He then begun to dig at a spot, which held a promise of a long-forgotten stashed piece of carrion and this was, where the pack's alpha female Finley found him.

"Oh... hey..." he greeted her with a grin, muzzle and gums covered in mud. "I do hope not - though with my great looks, who knows?" he chuckled. "How are you today?"