Hoshor Plains We’re All Here For A Little Fun

He rumbles out a low fit of laughter. “I am. Just not as fast.” He admits and begins to follow her lead. 

He keeps himself low to the ground, muscles shifting beneath his coat as they flex to keep him in a crouching position. The big ears of the rabbit are what initially tips him off. That would be a fair meal for them both. The flick of a tail on his leg has him quickly shifting his eyes onto her. He’ll allow her to attack first and follow her lead. To signal this agreement, he nods his head once to her, body tense with anticipation.