Neverwinter Forest all of these things, but one

Mal parted and headed off to sweep the outer reaches. If one wandered this far, it'd be easy to catch since it'd have such a hard time getting back to its burrow. He would occasionally take quick looks at where his new packmate was in relation to the world. He was taking a more direct approach, seemed like.

One time he looked back and there was a direct line from Mal, to a rabbit, to Matty on the other side. Mal froze. He was a distance away, not really able to do much unless it scattered. He hadn't seen anything out where he was that was recent either, but maybe it was Mal's presence a distance off that gave Matty half a chance to get as close as he was. There was that second. Yell, pounce, and Matty had caught it?! Mal broke from his spot and came forward, grinning, Damn, you keep that up, we're all gonna be eating like kings. Good job. Mal's tail wagged. Hell, if this guy was that good maybe even he had something to learn. Give 'em a moment to celebrate this little victory and then they could work out what to do with it.