Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190903154219/@comment-5583506-20191008220033

SkyrimsShillelagh wrote: It had been Shanks' kill, and now that he had started the rest dug in, first the pack leader and then the others after. The Boosin's meat was lean and tough, sparse of fat, but rich. They left the section Shanks was carving up alone.

It was messy work, and soon enough Shanks' hands were covered in blood, but his claws were doing the trick. They cut the Boosin's tendons easily enough. One leg was a lot of meat, and heavy too, likely enough. He could probably carry a second back if he was feeling ambitious, however. Shanks decided to stick around long enough to get another leg separated from the body, hanging the two over each of his shoulders as he slowly backed off to invite the rest of the coyotes to their share of the prey. He just hoped that their minds would be occupied with eating and not following him around. He didn't want them stalking him all the way back to the others just to see another open season of bullets rain down.