Luring Out Some Proper Prey

[+2,754 EXP]

… When there was no follow-up message for reaching lv. 7, it only added to Rizz's determination. 

"Yup. Sorry wild pups, but I must sacrifice you to the Stooge. Blame him, not me…" Rizz grumbled, pulling both daggers out of the dead wolf youngling. 

"If I had a storage, of any kind, then I'd make sure to use and sell your drops properly. I wonder what wolf jerky tastes like, or how you'd look as my cape. But I won't find out today. I'll have to use you for something else instead."

Rizz looked all over. He scanned the area with his eyes and ears… Nothing new came up. 

Blinking, Rizz waited a minute or two longer. And still, nothing. No other wolves in sight. 

"Don't tell me I scared away all the runts and bitches…" Rizz grumbled, turning to the grey wolf carcass. 

"I don't know how to skin or bleed you. And I don't have the time or storage even if I did. So… We'll do this."