Phantom Hollow feels like I am falling down a rabbit hole;; falling for forever

In his time traveling on his lonesome Lennon learned he hunted best when he wasn't thinking at all, to lower down to his primitive state and allow his body to do the work while he simply lived within his head. When actually focusing on the hunt, he often overcalculates his moves, and overthink every outcome. His mind was no longer lingering on their play, but instead Korei. The two hadn't even gotten very close but he already cared deeply for her safety and happiness, he felt protective of the girl as though they were family. 

Lennon stretched out his shoulders for a brief moment, before dashing off into the snow-ridden woods on his own path. Soon after his nose caught a lingering scent of a weasel, and once in sight it scurried into its burrow. The boys reflex proved faster, as he leaped forward, his nose jamming into the hole and snatching the black-tipped tail of the rodent. It squealed in response, shortly after it was dead in the wolf's jaws.

In the time it took Alarian to capture his three, Lennon had caught a plump fox along with the weasel. The greater meal he planned to give to Korei. The darker male approached Ali with his winnings laid in his maw, shooting his companion an impressed glance.