Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190110155650/@comment-5583506-20190115153853

Ylva discreetly grabbed another bowl of stew, knowing that Hate more than likely would try to mooch from her if she didn't.

Taking a seat by the far back of the mess hall, she glanced around before puttin Hate's bowl to the floor and whistled for him to approach.

The big wolf lumbered over to her, huffing all the way before he stuck his snout into bowl as he started to slobber its contents up.