[bg=Black] IC: Akota was left in silence as the bird set off to gather fruits. He watched the bird disappear into the forest before dropping his head into the sand. It was a hot surface, but the softness was somewhat comfortable. The ground forming itself around him as he rested. Whatever energy he could muster up before the birds return would be a great help. With a bit of water and a burst of energy the wolf could make it. As he lie in the silence, he wondered what the bird would do if he died before the deal could be made. Would he peck at his remains after just conversing? Heck was he even going to return? Yes for sure, but would it be when Akota was already well dead? He did not think twice about it, the bird was a scavenger. His worries were soon forgotten to the sound of the bird's return. Akota's orange eyes opening to again rest upon the black crow. Then his eyes sifted down towards the offering, not much to look at. Could the shriveled up berries really do the trick, they did not look very moist. "Well...bottoms up." he said before grabbing hold of the berries. He began chewing at the odd fruits well knowing that this was a dish much preferred by birds. The texture was strange, and it took him a few minutes to chew the berries into a pulp. Upon swallowing them he could feel a small bit of moisture flow through his body. It was strange how so little could flush through him. His body was suddenly filled with an urge for more, he needed more moisture to satisfy himself. The urge was like a booster to his body and mind. His target was right before him, and his urge could be satisfied. Raising his legs slowly he soon came to a full stand, staggering to the left a few steps but retaining his balance. Orange eyes closed for a few moments of silence, then his legs began to move. He'd broken into a headlong sprint for the forest. OOC: [ ~Akota's Stats~] [~Age~ 1] [~Gender~ Brute] [~Mate~ None] [~Land~ Loner] [~Rank~ None]