|Levi|Tagged; Reba|No Crush|
Levi glanced at Reba as she passed by him. He huffed, watching her as she stood by the lake. He trotted down to the sandy slope, about five feet from where she stood. He watched as the sparkling waves overlapped each other, crashed into rocks and boulders in a mighty fury, then they gently licked at his paws. Levi bent down, lapping at the water with a coarse tongue, then plunged in, deciding to catch himself some breakfast. About ten minutes later, he emerged, a fat, juicy salmon clenched firmly in his jaws. Even though Levi was ranked a fighter, he enjoyed hunting for the pack in his spare time. He ripped at the scaly hide, eating about a fourth of it, then nudged a small amount to Reba. "Hungry?" He asked gruffly. Levi had a voice like sandpaper; it always made you want to clear your throat. "If you're not, I'm going to give the rest to Ruger."







