Hoshor Plains A hunting we will go

Dakarai flicked an ear curiously as she seemed to hesitate, looking massively confused. He realized then that he had acted exactly as he would if Olive were there instead of Onyx. He would have let her eat first and probably insisted that she get full before letting him eat his share. The thought pained him but he kept a calm smile on his face, the only sign of his troubled thoughts being a slight dimming in the twinkle of his eyes.

He sat patiently as she finally began to eat, the scent of exposed meat and warm blood causing his stomach to finally protest, but he still held back until she parted from the carcass. She thanked him and he nodded slowly, watching her from the corner of his eyes as he moved to the carcass. She was staring at him with the weirdest expression, almost like he was a puzzle that couldn't be solved. "You're welcome...I think maybe it's habit or how I was raised to allow others to go before myself, I tend to make sure everyone else is full and safe before caring for myself." He said softly, hoping that got her to stop looking at him like that. 


Lowering his muzzle to the already shredded area she had made in the stomach, he ripped through the meat with ease. The taste of fresh meat and warm food almost made him groan out loud but he contained himself. He continued to eat until he was full and then stepped back again, sighing heavily. "I'm really glad you ended up stumbling upon me. I don't know if I could have downed her myself" he said, body relaxing fully now that his belly was full.