Sleepy Fox Hollow Heart Surrounded By Thorns

Ryker padded closer to the wolfess. He hadn't put much thought into feeding himself lately. The occasional rabbit here and there but nothing major. He was hungry, now that he though about it. "Yes actually I am. Got an idea?" he asked with a tilt to his head. He wasn't too good at hunting larger meals but it wouldn't hurt to get some practice.

"Just a warning, I've never hunted anything much bigger than a rabbit, I was never taught how to hunt larger game," he stated giving the pale coated wolfess fair warning. He'd always wanted to try something like deer but was never really given the opportunity. He shifted on his paws. He wondered what it could be this time. Probably disappointment. It couldn't be nervousness because he wasn't at all nervous around this wolf. Perhaps because of her size. Despite that he was sure she could fight. Still though.