Lost Creek Hollow bowspirit

Though certainly a strange way to capture a hare, Mordecai only offered a shrug in response to her initial statement. It was true, at least she had caught it. If she hadn't, they would have certainly been in for a chase. For as much as he would have enjoyed the chase, it would have been a difficult thing to perform given the wintry conditions around them. Their quarry was made for the weather and perhaps naturally would outpace the predatory wolf.

And where Mordecai had anticipated her to eagerly collect her prize, she offered it to him. "Are you sure?" he queried with a cant of his head. "You caught it." Of course, the gesture was appreciated all the same. He didn't exactly have hungry gnawing on his insides, but he could think of someone who probably did.