Morningside Cuesta Is open as an option

thank you, surya said, smiling. he was incredibly grateful that the woman had allowed him at least a bit. he stooped and began to tear away one limb, teeth sawing through skin and sinew and bone. . .

he made relatively quick work of the meat, eventually coming away with a leg. his muzzle was smeared with blood, but his eyes gleamed; he was proud of himself for having participated in a successful hunt. was this growing up? becoming responsible.

he gave the woman a nod, unsure if she'd even see him with her nose in the carcass. he hoped his face would convey his gratitude as his jaws were stuffed with meat. a little unbalanced, he sauntered away, heading with flagging tail back to whitebark stream.