Firestone Hot Springs The door to December

Kisu was pulled from unconsciousness due to a sudden wetness on his face. He didn't open his eyes, but he could smell the scent of a dead rabbit near his head. Did I catch this without remembering? he wondered. He arched his neck slightly and opened his watering mouth to pull it in, fur and all. Kisu no longer cared about being picky. He shifted his body so his torso twisted to a position with him sitting up, while his backside still lay flat against the ground. He opened his eyes and they immediately shot to what must have been whoever called out earlier. He paused for a moment, the hare halfway in his mouth, and then began scarfing it down again, his eyes on the female the entire time.

After his final gulp, he lowered his head in a guilty manner. Kisu looked away and sighed. "Thank you..." he forced out. She should have just left me to die, he cursed in his own mind.