Shimmering Sands glass teeth mask

"I am!"

Raptor hollered from off a ways. The sable pirate could seemingly hear any mention of food or hunger from one end of the earth to the other; and it was his never ending quest for grub that had pulled him away from his adventure pals. Unfortunately, the masked wolf had come up short in his brief excursion.

He sprang to his companion's location and skidded to a sand-flinging halt beside them, hastily glancing about to see what prompted the question.

"What's here? What have ye got?"