The Heartwood man was born to sin, set him free and he will be a sinner

lets goooo ;D @Hydra

The blood of his kill stains his muzzle, contrasting startlingly against his pearl white coat as Vaati stands alert within the haunted wood. He tosses the hare to the side, throwing it in a pile of other vermin that would soon fill his caches. The day closes to an end, the sun due to meet the very edges of the known land in about an hour, and he works quickly digging another bunker-esque hole in the ground in preparation in the event that Blackfeather Woods is scattered in the coming war. Plans have been made and escape routes set, a secondary location identified as Blackfeather's eventual home, should the circumstances cause it.

He blinks heavily under his scarred eye, peering into the dark ever so often as he works, knowing that he lingers in dangerous territory. Enemies to the south, enemies to the west and east. Enemies of enemies that all want him dead. And for what? Because many months ago he had done something stupid once, and now a simple mistake had suddenly condemned him to death? Rannoch could be no less than royalty to warrant multiple packs avenging a scar. Perhaps they are bored, he thinks sardonically, knowing that Blackfeather themselves had caused a similar mayhem for much less. In truth, while Vaati had attempted to kill Rannoch for very little reason, he did not need one. He did not owe anyone an explanation, and in time, he would see that those who held the self-involved audacity to make threats against him regret profoundly the decision to do so.