Sawtooth Spire sit out there in the coven
and soon the sea shall give up her dead
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Ooc — Jules
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Jammed within mouth were ten corpses, each folded unto themselves and threatening to choke the jaws that carried them briskly to the communal dens. Each little vole had been decapitated, their souls buried beneath rocky snow drifts that crested the highest peak of the Sawtooth territory. Fleshy little appendages jut out betwixt teeth, the little grouping of rodents a sad mishmash of fur, blood, and spit. It would not seem like much, to most, yet for the spider it was a very successful afternoon. Hunting alone became easier with strength and sustenance, it seemed. 

Incapable of calling out, for fear of losing the obscene amount of voles within grasp, and unwilling to asphyxiate should one fall, the Delta simply stood a moment to contemplate options. Finding little, one large paw swept a small stone towards the Tonravik brood's hideaway, hoping the commotion would lure a little puffball out.
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Ooc — Gina
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The sound of a pebble flung against craggy ground did indeed capture his attention but it was not from the den that he emerged. No, the boy was actually perched on a lip of the rocky structure that made up the large den, and he raised his head when the stone skidded across the floor of the den. His eyes, mostly the same amber as his father's though they still held some blue, found the Spider, the Nightmare and instantly his hackles bristled. The man had illicited a sense of wariness from the boy and he didn't like that feeling. He didn't like it so much that he opted to ignore it, standing to climb down from his spot and approach the man, ears thrust forward as he came to a stop before him.

"What you want?" He demanded, similar to the time he had first confronted the Spider. While there was something to be said for caution, it was evident that Ata had little at the moment. It wasn't that he hadn't learned caution, either. On the contrary, he had. But caution was not a thing he thought of in this moment, just like he didn't think about the fact that the wolf's jaws were occupied with whatever it was he had caught.