Firefly Glen Scattered Arif

Cool cool cool!

He waited, having to flick his tongue over his lips several times to keep the pooling saliva at bay, but once Charles showed up it seemed like a unanimous decision to take that as a cue to eat, and so they did. Charles had been ranked as omega- and such things were to be reinforced, certainly- but Bronco simply chose to select a better cut of meat for himself, rather than bothering with mediating how and when Charles ate. He liked the guy- he'd obviously done something to piss Osiris off, but Bronco thought he was funny. He liked wolves with a sense of humour. 

So they ate, and what was left over was stashed away, and the herd itself could be tracked again another day should they decide to revisit and pluck another from its midst. They had done well by the herbivories to select only the weakest, so that the strong could continue to live and procreate but like any prey animal...Their days were numbered.