Shadewood You've been fighting the memory all on your own

The ursine grunting continues as he smacked his lips. The fungal mass was nice, pleasant even, but did not satisfy him. His brilliant green eyes stared at the dark male as he slowly turned and approached. Fear radiated from the lupine's very pores as he walked towards him. No aggression was seen from the creature, Kovertol knew that fear made him weak.

He couldn't get too strong, but can't be so scared that he would rally his forming pack and chase the bear away from the thriving place.

But the rabbit, already dead, was an offering. It landed two lumbering paces from the bear. The jade gems followed the fall of the creature before rising again to the male. "You are most kind, but also foolish, wolf,"  he said levelly in the ursine tongue. Kovertol was yet to meet a wolf that could understand him and doubted that'd change today.

He took the two steps and picked up the limp creature in his cavernous maw. His eyes flitted to the female. 
The bear turned and walked off into the depths of the decaying forest; accepting the offering of peace and companionship.