Blackfoot Forest Kill a little time, you can sleep when you are dead

@Illecebra

He had found it. The perfect spot to hold her. The entrance was narrow, his fur almost touching the sides as he had dragged her in. Roughly dropping her leg, he nudged her, making sure she was still out before sneaking away out of the entrance. His pale eyes scanned the landscape, getting his bearings on where he had hidden that herb. Nostrils flaring, he started off in a trot, limp clearly noticeable, pain increasing with every step. Soon he slowed, knowing it was here somewhere. A pained grin sat on his face, tail swaying. Shoving the rock uncovered by snow aside, he greedily licked at the herb. He felt the seeds on his tongue and swallowed, hoping it would work sooner rather than later.
Carefully, he moved it back and nodded, satisfied at the hiding place. Turning around, his feet scraped the ground, making snow fly into the air, landing on the rock. He growled at the pain, his lips curling back for a moment before he slowly started towards the cave. His walk was almost a hobble, yet he ignored it, walking as normally as he could, knowing it was considered weakness if anyone saw. Yet he came across no one as he slid back into the hidden place. Sitting down, his eyes rested on his prize, waiting for it to awake.