Blackfeather Woods and late in a star's life -- it begins to explode

you can stay there and show me. iliksis' tail lashed against his hocks -- that was a most unconstructive and not fun suggestion. his long ears pulled back along his skull and he looked at the with a vaguely bemused expression. euron's posture had shifted -- iliksis could see the tension reeling from it.

he followed euron's gesture, his gaze settling on a stump with an orifice not so different than the one that had served him well a few weeks before. he moved towards it like a shadow, coiling around it as he inspected the depth of the knob. it was mostly rotted, but it had little appeal to him. it was not living -- not in the way a dead wolf was -- and the defilement of this object would be meaningless.

"i will need to warm up first." he said, pulling from besides the stump as he slowly and menacingly approached euron again. his movement was careful, like some lioness stalking its prey -- and there sat in his eyes a hunger that had not necessarily been there before.