Chimera Fields Leaving all our worries behind

He kept hold, sort of tugged Vallkyrie's way, but he stayed put, growling playfully as his tail lashed behind him. Nope, he wasn't gonna let go, giving his head a bit of a shake as she more seriously tried to wrench it away. But a rabbit versus two wolves? Yeah, that wasn't going to last. A few more good shakes and it tore in two, Mal fell back on his rump, the front half of the rabbit in his jaws. It might have been the smaller half but it was something!

Mal sat the half-rabbit down on his paws, preparing to eat, tail still wagging behind him. He took a few nibbles as she kept talking. So she was pretty much crossing herself off whatever lists Mal might be keeping. Whatever, that was her own business -- missing out on the fun, he supposed. Oh really? And I don't know, settling down might not be all you seem to think it's cracked up to be... An upward flick of his brows. He seemed somewhat skeptical about both, and still kind of taking it as a joke. How many people did she know in the pack, even? Mal had a suspicion about who that might be... But really, he was pretty sure that with the way things had gone so far in his history, he wasn't going to count on anything reliable ever happening in his life. That'd be too much -- and hurt too much when it came to an end, as it was doomed to do, but that certainly wasn't going to show on his face.