Ocean's Breath Plateau one more time

Clock lowered his ears and tail slightly with empathy when Domi made reference to the disappearence of her mother. She made it sound so casual.... and yet, Clock would bet all the rabbits on the Plateau that she was still wounded by it. Underneath his sympathy, though, was a tiny flutter of hope. Domi knew what it was like to lose family, so that was something he had in common with her. He swallowed when she directed her question toward him and spoke, "No, I grew up far south of here. There were big mountains like these parts but no oceans." Truthfully, Clock was glad to be away from there. The wolves were much more friendly here in the Wilds.

He tore off after Domi when she spotted the rabbit, glad for the opportunity to run for a while and also quietly glad to be spared the uncomfortableness of trying to give his condolences. He was starting to make this a habit: feeling uncomfortable and then running it off. Dimly, in the back of his mind, he knew he would slowly have to let this behavior go, especially if he was going to be part of Bhediyon. He wouldn't be able to just flee if something bad happened to the pack.

But for now, Clock was happy as a clam. He nipped playfully at Domi's shoulder and elbow as they raced side by side up the hill. Truthfully, Clock liked chasing her more than he liked chasing anything else, but he tried not to let it be too obvious. The rabbit had heard them coming but it hesitated a moment as it decided whether to freeze or run. It finally took off across the field with both canines hot in pursuit. Clock took an unsuccessful leap at it, missing and watching dismayed as the little creature bolted into a group of tightly clustered bushes. He trotted over and circled the bush, sniffing and smelling out the rabbit inside somewhere. He looked at Domi to see what she would do.