Chimera Fields Enter Stage left.

Vein’s ears flicked toward the sound but he did not stop digging until the animal buried below was exposed for his taking, He lifted his head and grinned as the other went to move past without introducing herself. Clearly not the owner of this cache then or perhaps she was but didn’t want to start a fight, though she was a fair sized wolf he could still probably sit on her and win a battle of wills. He could not help but picture that scene, and then she could not help the bright smile that then made it’s home on his maw.   

His normal timbre rich, resonating from deep within his chest, that held a rhythmic sensual quality, honed with years of chanting was laced with humour as he asked of her “Care to join me in an easy meal?”

He wouldn’t mind some companionship and conversation, those things were far and few between for a lone traveler like himself. Food was almost more plentiful then conversation and almost more precious to him, even though food would always, always come first.

He then turned back to the prize he had unearthed and gripped it in his jaws, hauling using his body as a counter weight attempting to tug it free, despite the fact it was still half buried.