Neverwinter Forest Where there is a flame

There were sharp tugging and pulling sounds, the sound of pelt being ripped and shredded as the male pulled the pelt from the hare he'd killed and spat it out. He was somewhat particular about his eating habits, and preferred to skin the entire critter- providing it was a small one- before eating it. The pelt was torn into small bits and left for some other opportunistic creature, whether it be a coyote who didn't mind eating the skin and fur of a creature or a bird who wished to pull the fur out of the bits of skin and use that for its nest. Either way, Lawless didn't care- he was done with it. He hated the feeling of fuzzy stuff in his mouth.

Had Katrina been pregnant he might have taken it to her, and had it been later in the fall he might have stored it somewhere but as it was, and neither being the case, he settled down to devour the meal once it was skinned. He decided, after stripping a bit of meat from the bones, to save half of it. This being the case, it took him very little time to devour half of the rabbit before he picked up the remains and carried them with him with the intention of finding a fellow pack member.

He had to reconnect again; and for sure, the best way to make connections was through food.