Patience. Patience is a virtue that not many wolves have. It did not matter how long it would take for Liquid Amber to wake up from her sleep. Tick Tock would wait quietly. Her main focus was to break open the rabbit that she had lying between her paws. Bloodstained lips pulled back to reveal her sharp ivories as she let her fangs slide down the rabbits’ stomach to its end then proceeded to shove her cold nose into the rabbit. Radars were pointed forward to hear any sign of the younger wolf waking up. Slowly she would tear some of the guts and meat from the rabbit, chewing silently as the she-wolf slowly stirred from her deep sleep. Swallowing the piece of meat in her mouth she would wipe some of the mess off her scarred muzzle. Dark azure eyes, flecked with violet, would narrow at the weak apologizes she was given. With a soft snort her cool voice slipped out gently from her maw deciding it was best to give her a piece of advice.

“When you apologize do it once, doing it more than once is groveling and shows weakness.”

She would return to her meal keeping her large frame lying in front of the she-wolf. The girl would notice surely that Tick Tock blocked the only entrance to the cave. It didn’t take long for her rabbit to be completely consumed. Though it would seem that Liquid Amber was taking her time. Nonchalantly Tick Tock began to lick the blood from her massive paws, those eyes wandering towards the waxen pelted she-wolf.

“You are young and you seem at a loss, do you enjoy wandering this place all alone?”