Silence in death

The brute was merely more than a black shadow by now. He had gone most of the winter without much food. His lean body was tired and weary, the only substance he had consumed was liquid from the captive pack. He slipped into places like a shadow,and leaving before he could be noticed. He was a master of darkness, working under the nights blanket. He began to scrounge for food, finding only frugeul titbits.

*Food*

At first it seemed the place was picked clean of edibles! But then, the aroma of meat came to Silence in Death. He had happened upon the discarded leftovers of a Thanksgiving dinner! The bones of a turkey with meat still clinging to them were one of the prizes to be found. Along with that there was a generous bit of ham, raspberry & pumpkin pie, casserole, half-eatten rolls, and noodles.

The scent of such a feast is sure to attract unwanted attention soon...

Silence in death

The brute spieds the morsels, licking his chops he devoured what was edible in seconds. Nothing exceot clean bones left, he turned away from the dump. Now t'was time to find either a mate, or a pack.