Frost Bite Clan's First Patrol

“Unless they’re very generous, they’d probably call the Animal Control, aka the people who don’t like us wolves.” She sighs

“Im assuming cupcakes are much better than your average garbage then?”

Ursus's nose goes wrinkled as a thought hits him. Garbage? You all have foraged through their refuse for food?

Ursus tilts his head to Sirhaan as he looks to her with sympathy. I am sorry old friend. That sounds terrible. I once was forced to survive off nothing but fish but it was do-able. It was not long before you and I met actually. A bear got ahold of me when I was protecting a stranger, and I ended up having to hide in a cave for a while, to stay safe while healing. I may have told you about that before but I can't remember.

"The garbage wasnt bad I mean there was a bone here and there, a few good tasty things if you were lucky. But the rich peoples garbage is the best, it's like they love wasting food. Ursüs I've got to take you to a town for a night out one day, all of us even. Just imagine the fun."