Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27226023-20150808000144

Calli paced back in forth beside herself with anxiety but trying her best not to display it. Thus why she was moving around so much.

She didn't really say anything to Quinn. Her pacing had stopped abruptly has her sensitive ears picked up an all too familiar noise. It was the sound of something eating.

Wet sounds of flesh tearing, bones snapping.

Calli felt a dreaded sickness form in the pits of her stomach. It was heard way off in the distance so there was no way Quinn would be able to tell. But for Calli it was maddening toruture.

Once again she chose to conceal it so as not to panic Quinn in any way. But she knew what it was. What that thing was feasting on. And she felt sick anger wash over her in agonizing waves...

For a beast like that to be snacking, there was only one food source that had immediate availability.

Coyotes.