Ossuary wasn't one to really come out of the cathedral often let alone away from Dialune. This night seemed different though, for he could smell a familiar scent emanating from the graveyard that was close to the decrepit building. It was the scent of death; the putrid scent of decay filled Ossuary's nostrils and slowly crept out of the cathedral, a black viscous liquid dripping from his rotted away midsection.
He dragged himself to the graveyard finally spotting the source of the heavenly smell, a recently dead animal... one he could not quite identify himself. With one swift motion he placed a large paw on the carcass and took a bite from the open neck wound and licked at the dry blood from the rotting wound.
He lifted his head and took a look around, making sure nothing living was going to intrude on his fine dining in the moonlight. So far, it was empty. He turned his muzzle to a snarl and perked his ears up at a nearby sound; however it was just a lone rat most likely scavenging among the ruins.
Ossuary took his time to finish his meal quickly still keeping his ears perked up high to listen to any intruders. If he were to find someone out here at this time of night, which could happen at any moment, then at least he wouldn't be fighting on an empty stomach.
[1] ((Yes, he is a disgusting undead beast hehe))