Redhawk Caldera A day in the life of a try-hard

He panted, his stomach growling for some precious nourishment. He had done good today- he had deserved a snack. Sure, giving everything to the pack was rather noble -and he had done so before at The Keep- it was also foolish. Trick was almost never hungry, so he found that if he ate it truly was just because he didn't want to die. With a soft grunt he pulled one of the plump rabbits out from his den, digging his teeth in just before a male entered the scene.

Trick had not met this boy yet, but he had the same coloration than some others he had seen in the Caldera. Perhaps a sibling? Coincidence? Trick was far too tired to think about it at the moment, and so nodded respectively at the younger boy. Trick smiled around his rabbit, quickly letting it go and turning around to dip his muzzle in the water. When the nasty blood was gone from his spotless coat, he sat down again near his rabbit, bright green eyes taking in Eljay. It's a pleasure to meet you, Eljay. I'm Trick Likoto, though only Trick will do just fine. He said in a cheerier voice than normal. It was probably the fact that he had finally found a den that was worth his efforts.

With a look that said; "Oh yeah!" like he had forgotten something he went to the opening of his new sleeping place, pulling out the other rabbit with a swish of his fluffy tail. He went back, forelimbs almost shivering at moving again after digging so long and nosed the rabbit to young man. Are you hungry?