Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190125234216/@comment-27661770-20190130130552

A wolf darts out of the underbrush, starving and hungering.

The bug draws something and...

Huh. He skewered it.

Anyone who knew the bug's reputation would be shocked at the seeming adeptness with his weapon he just showed, but he shut the wolf's eyes gently, removing his weapon- his Nail.

"Rest now, beast. Your hungers and worries are at an end. From the dirt you rose, to it you shall return."

...Huh.