Wapun Meadow salt

The cadaverous crow was pleased that she would accept his offering; she swept it between her teeth and made swift work of the small morsel. The thief’s tail twitched pleasantly behind him, jittering between his hocks as it wavered from side to side. After she had finished, the mum woman moved toward him and pressed her nose to the underside of his chin. Tadec shuddered at the scent of the large white Alpha that was so delicately intertwined with her own aroma. A quiet little humming murmur was elicited from the back of his throat and he flattened his lengthy ears to his skull, wiggling his rear to show that he was pleased she had enjoyed the treat. Knowing his place within their pack, the moonlighter extended his muzzle and aimed to nudge beneath her muzzle in a friendly manor.