Moonspear Outsider

arcturus caught the simmer of hope in moriko’a gaze; in response to her question his head dipped in acknowledgement, eyes soft. yes, home came the unspoken answer, meted out by his gentle nod. 

he did not feel much like eating, but as moriko ripped a segment of meat and tossed it his way, he felt something in his stomach awaken. in a ginger movement he was upon it, careful at first — but before long he forgot the squalling of his bellowing headache, and was digging hungrily into meat at a rapacious pace.

Moriko was thrilled, for more than one reason as she dipped her head down, beginning to happily munch on the twos fresh kill.

"Tell me about it- what is home like..?" She chimed as she munched, imagining it to herself as she felt hungrier than she had in awhile.

Now that the emptiness had been filled within her, there was more room, more room to live, to breathe, to be hungry. Deer had never tasted so good! For once, Moriko was happy, she had enjoyed the food they had caught, as well as the building of their relationship towards eachother. She feel so alone anymore, and it felt good to work together with someone.