Moonspear crazy hormonal fat whale

She watched him nose the rabbit towards her, as expected, and licked her lips at it. He would know she hungered and this was an easy enough way for him to stay on her good graces, she believed. And better yet, it saved her from the chase for now. While she did still hunt her small game here and there, her success was not so great lately. She'd almost be content to shelve the efforts for a while but she was too willful to do it too soon.

It was perhaps in part due to this that she let his motion run up to her ear. She only rumbled, although not in a threatening way, and aimed to let herself enjoy the attention -- not remember why she had to be angry.

There was that distant want to reciprocate, somehow, but she couldn't act on it yet. Too focused on the food..

When he moved back, she took to the rabbit with a firm paw on it so she could rip into it. With blood on her tongue, her tail waved slowly, satisfied for the time. Then to him, she nodded. "Good," she agreed and glanced up towards him. She swallowed her current piece of rabbit. "At least the famine had ended when it did. This would not go well.. during," she grumbled because she was far too hungry to scrape by on just fish and old cache scraps. She didn't want to imagine her rotten mood if that was the case. She was not the best at timing herself (because a pregnancy in a hot summer was evidently not the wisest thing she could do), but at least that was for the better as far as prey was concerned.