ISAR
Arm yourself
A near trancelike state had settled over his mind. The mechanical action of chewing off chunks of meat and swallowing them whole was so satisfying that it neared ecstasy. While there was no way for Isar to consume the entire whale by himself he wanted to. Who knew when he'd be able to eat again? In the flawed logic of the starving, tomorrow was a year away and all that mattered was sating his hunger now, here, today.
When a glow of fiery hues approached his meal, a low rumbling issued from the chest of the fyrhund. Unaware of who the creature was, he bared an impressive row of teeth and snapped the air in its general direction; a warning to stay away. This was his.
When a glow of fiery hues approached his meal, a low rumbling issued from the chest of the fyrhund. Unaware of who the creature was, he bared an impressive row of teeth and snapped the air in its general direction; a warning to stay away. This was his.
Because no one else here will save you
