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As he peered down from his position, he began to notice that others were gathering below. Canines of all kinds were centering themselves around the cream colored canid that had called the festivities. One of the newcomers referred to the event as a "party." Coeus accepted the word and took a moment to examine said party. One that had arrived was already pawing through the moose that he had been so interested in. He could feel saliva welling in his mouth as he thought of the flesh that beckoned him, a rumble in his stomach confirmed the matter. With a roll of his shoulders, he decided to steal up his courage and go forward. Watching was dull, he wanted to be part of the action.
Forgetting his original question, he approached the moose with caution, eying the stranger, the one at the carcass along with the other that held the strange bottle. A voice in his mind told him to growl and claim the moose, but a civilized spirit reminded him to be polite and walk carefully. Immediately, the fumbled for the dagger that was secured on his leg and began awkwardly whittling the meat from the bone of the animal. His still was pathetic, but it was enough for the raw flesh to peel away and to enter his awaiting jaws. In his chewing, he tried to be polite around the women, keeping the blood around his minimum and taking controlled bites. When he eaten enough to dull the pangs in his belly, he looked at the other guests with more scrutiny.
His eyes bounced the horses, noting their excellent condition and instantly felt more respect for the two. They were also very pretty which forced his eyes down to moose meat. With a huff, he glanced back towards the bottles that they came with, along with the host's bottle that she drank regularly from. He could smell their strong aroma but could not understand their worth. "Hello," he started boldly, "What's in the bottles? I've never seen anything like them before, or smelled something like them either." Their sharp smell caused his nose to wrinkle, but it almost made him endlessly more curious.
Code by the Mentors; photo courtesy to Astrid Walter
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