Larksong Grotto All I Need is Green

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Zaavier looked up from his meal to make eye contact with a pretty young she-wolf strolling up to him. She wore a quizzical look as her eyes darted back and forth between him and the fish. It was obviously the fish that was confusing her. A smile spread upon his lips as he looked up at her. "What? You never seen a fish before?," he chuckled, then pushed the carcass toward her. "Here, have a bite." She did look rather skinny, and Zaavier didn't want to taunt her hungry belly as she watched him eat. 

His tail gently thumped upon the ground as his gaze travelled along her face. She was finely made... finally he snapped himself back. "I'm Zaavier," he chuffed. "What should I call you?" The lanky boy didn't budge from his reclined position but instead leaned back so he could look up at her better. His tongue lolled from his mouth as he once more pushed the fish over to her with his paw. Eating so little had shrunken his appetite and he could only eat so much before feeling full. Already, he felt like he might explode.