Phoenix Maplewood lilium

for @Saena and/or @Luke, really anyone allowed near the den

war. 

puppies.

those were the subjects that ran round in the boy's head as he followed the borderline. for an hour he had been tracking a small and furry body through the gorse -- a flash of white fur confirmed it was indeed a hare, and Casmir closed in for the kill. a swift series of lunging steps -- he bit aside its death-scream with a savage wrench of his jaws and stood panting over its velveteen body.

Saena would need this --- the Mayfair boy was not sure why offerings of food were brought to the alpha female, aside from the fact that she could not hunt for herself. and so he too bore his fleshly burden near to the whelping den, lying down upon his belly and giving a soft whine toward the warm, milk-scented darkness just beyond.