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BoneFang

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Dark form would push his way out of the den, his mind racing too much to do something as easy as rest. There were many things to do, and his night was not allowing him to sleep much. Images flash, that led him stretching his digits and pulling down the skin on his face.

A small sigh escaped Direwolf, pushing his groggy bones toward the fresh kill pile in hopes something to eat would give him the energy needed for the day ahead of him.

His lip pulled back before settling on a scaled lizard and dipping his gnarled face down to snatch it up, before turning and spotting an apprentice. He didn't usually make it known to sit by anyone while he ate, but he supposed he felt a bit of social energy to just forget.

As if that was an easy thing to do.

"Mind if I join you?" he rumbled, his voice low.
 
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