Thumbs Up!

Fenrir snarled in pain as Dim rolled free with his bloody prize. For a moment the wolf god looked surprised his mouth open in disbelief. He glanced down at the bloodied hand and shook his head. A grin slowly spread across his face and he threw his head back in a howling laugh, looking more the wolf than man as he did so.

Stretching out his injured hand he gave another grunt of pain and the flesh and bone began to shift forming a new thumb to replace the one currently held between the dwarfs teeth. It popped into place with a sickening crunch and Fenrir flexed his hand still laughing wildly.

"Dwarf you have earned your meal! Is your belly full or do you look for more?" Fenrir held his axe ready, his eyes wild with the glee of battle and blood lust.