Redhawk Caldera My mind's a jungle, it's dark and wild

Peter had been sleeping inside of the den - yet again he was experiencing bouts of feeling very cold even, when he was staying in bright and warm sunlight outside, therefore he sought a warmer place elsewhere. The smell of food hit his nostrils first and, when he woke up and realized that it was not a dream, but a very real thing, he scrambled up to his feet and emerged from his hiding place.

There was his father standing over a mauled corpse and his brother Ferret taking off with a very real looking piece of food. With a wagging tail he proceeded towards his sibling first, wondering, if that was the only meat they were going to get, but, when he saw that there was more, he proceeded, sitting next to the rationed portions and looking up at his father expectantly.