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@Reiko, success roll for the rabbit here!

Ezekiel traveled along the mountains, enjoying the cooler air they brought. This was more what he was used to than what he found at Silvertip, and the forest up here, while drained from the locusts, had more pines than back home. The dark green forest seemed to have survived a bit better than the sparse oaks and maples he knew of. He stopped to sniff at a cypress with sticky golden sap dripping down from inside it. It smelled good, it smelled alive. That was a good sign for Teekon. Life would be returning soon.

He soon caught on the the scent of rabbit. He was tired and thought for a moment whether or not he actually wanted to try and catch it. But a rumbling reminder from his stomach urged him to the hunt, so he tracked the rabbit's scent. Soon he found it, thumping its way across the ground and enjoying life. Not for much longer. He bolted from the bushes and took it down. It didn't have another breath before he snapped its neck between his teeth, the taste of its blood overwhelming his senses. Finally he'd caught something decent. 

The large male laid it down and dug his way into the carcass, his hunger was satisfied quickly, but his stomach still screamed for more. The rabbit would do the trick for now. He laid aside the remains of his kill, which consisted of only the head. He preferred not to eat the nasty bits like that, but if he got hungrier later he wouldn't hesitate. He laid down on his side, keeping an eye on his kill, and rested in a the mid day light.