Ace looks up for a moment from her kill, all blood-stained and golden.
"Good hunting brother. There is food, here. Come ad eat." She rumbles in an odd, almost two-toned voice.
She'd be horrified about how far she's slid, if she were thinking about such things. Instead, she's eying the dik-dik's belly and wondering how one gets through all that fur without claws.
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"Good hunting brother. There is food, here. Come ad eat." She rumbles in an odd, almost two-toned voice.
She'd be horrified about how far she's slid, if she were thinking about such things. Instead, she's eying the dik-dik's belly and wondering how one gets through all that fur without claws.