Moonspear But it's fun to fantasize

Teeth snapped shut but a hare darted into a hole and out of grasp. A frustrated growl brewed in Charon's throat as he licked his lips, which were free of blood. Feeling unsatisfied, Charon started up the mountain trail that lead through the forest until he breached through and into the open.

Unfortunately it was without any food that he arrived by the side of the thrall. He'd hoped to spare a scrap so that at least he would be able to keep her alive, but it was without such that Charon arrived. Tail curled over his back and his head was lifted proudly as he approached her and asked, almost accusatorily, "Settling in well?"