Firefly Ravine Plus One

Despite being heavily pregnant, the black, long-legged female still had grace about her, as well as ferocity--her amber eyes burning like hot coals as she gazed upon him. She carried herself like a born leader, and, despite her being much smaller than himself, Denali knew she would be a formidable opponent in battle. He bowed his large head to her in respectful greeting.

"My name is Denali. I met Zephyr in the woods and he told me about your pack. I've come to seek acceptance into it."

He pointed his white-and-brown nose at the prey at his feet, keeping his gaze locked on the rabbit's dead, staring eyes as he spoke. "This kill is for you. I can provide for your pack. I can hunt, fight. I am strong."

With a brief glance at Zephyr, Denali looked back up at Sen, his eyes fixed on the white blotch on her chest, awaiting her response. She seemed irritable--he didn't blame her, with her condition--and he didn't want to overdo this.