[ The wolf can hear, all too clearly, that satisfying crunch of fangs tearing through bone, and it only spurs on its hunger. The smell of freshly spilled blood hits its nose next, and it's about ready to make another futile attempt at climbing the tree.
Before it can redouble its efforts, however, something hits the forest floor, dropped by the raccoon up above. The wolf immediately pounces on it, finding the corpse of a small animal. It takes it a few seconds to put two and two together. That clever creature is trying to save itself by offering this alternative.
Except that this rodent is much smaller than Rocket, though the wolf has no shame in tearing what flesh it can from its bones.
It's a snack more than anything else, but it sates the harshest part of its hunger, allowing it to look up at the raccoon with renewed curiosity. Its head swivels back and forth as it's hit with that same sense of familiarity, and it lets out a low noise of confusion.
Surely a wolf isn't meant to feel things like this. ]
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Before it can redouble its efforts, however, something hits the forest floor, dropped by the raccoon up above. The wolf immediately pounces on it, finding the corpse of a small animal. It takes it a few seconds to put two and two together. That clever creature is trying to save itself by offering this alternative.
Except that this rodent is much smaller than Rocket, though the wolf has no shame in tearing what flesh it can from its bones.
It's a snack more than anything else, but it sates the harshest part of its hunger, allowing it to look up at the raccoon with renewed curiosity. Its head swivels back and forth as it's hit with that same sense of familiarity, and it lets out a low noise of confusion.
Surely a wolf isn't meant to feel things like this. ]