The wyrm could only hold back her hunger for ten or so seconds before she started to dig into the wolf's carcass. Her appetite was utterly voracious, and it seemed like she put in more effort eating than fighting. Putting her front legs on the carcass to anchor herself to it, she took vicious bites out of the carcass. She ate through fur, tough muscles, viscera, and even tried to gnaw on the bones. She did not waste a single part of the wolf, eating everything she could.
Within a few minutes, she had left only the bones, and even those, she had picked clean, chewing off every little piece of flesh and slurping off every little drop of blood. She even tore up and ate the bloodsoaked grass underneath.
