Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150716101121/@comment-27226023-20150716101257

((Let me start off again. Please feel free to jump in, this is a walk-in RP))

Calli sat in the darkest corner of the den her mind comteplating a lot of things, hidden from the view of those who couldn't see in the darkness. Her head was lightly glistened with sweat as she had just got back from hunting, blood staining the corners of her mouth and hands, some splotches on her clothes too. The ripped bottom half of a stag was what she had to show for her effort.

The lacerated hide was currently being shredded by a pack of coyotes. The sounds of tearing flesh and snapping bones under the power of their jaws was a droning echo. Their eyes would flash sometimes to look at Calli, wondering why she wasn't partaking in meal time, little lights shining through the dimness. One of them, a first year pup ambled over and lay his small head on her thigh. Calli idly stroked his head and sipped bourbon from a plastic cup as she continued to watch the brutality of nature at its finest.