Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190110155650/@comment-5583506-20190110230010

Though Hate stayed close to his mistress, the wolf had a mind of his own. Upon laying eyes on the pig, he was immediately reminded of the furred Gullinburstis back home. He wouldn't have minded some pork chops at this moment. It had after all been a while since he had been able to feed, even though Ylva was quite generous with handing him dried beef jerky from her satchel every now and then to keep him sated and content.

But he was a big wolf and craved a lot of nutrition. And right now the pig looked more than just enticing.

With soft padded footsteps the big animal started to circle around the people and their pet pig from behind, looking for an opening in which he could get the first best bite while his mistress was busy admiring the view over the railing.