Nova Peak merrily, merrily, merilly, merilly.

Being so focused on his task, Whit was unaware that anyone was approaching. His ears twitched with recognition at the last moment just before he felt a tap upon the top of his head. Like a cat, every muscle in his body tensed as he froze, ears slipping back and tail tucking right beneath his rump as he peeked up to see who is "attacker" was. He relaxed immediately as he recognized her face and her scent, his tail beginning to wriggle rapidly. "Aun' Ka!" he chirped, reaching up to place a series of licks upon her chin before his attention shifted back to the rib.

Eagerly, he stuck his head into the little pile of debris he'd collected to clasp his jaws onto his treasure. He turned as he lifted it up, grinning broadly as he showed it to her. Whit hadn't actually discovered it himself. He hadn't torn it from the doe himself, nor had he wrestled it away from one of his brothers. You wouldn't have known it from the pride that beamed from his little face as he dropped it at his aunt's paws and then smiled up at her expectantly.