Moonspear And I Said Nothin Will Stop Me Now

As soon as his father drew near, setting down a limp furry bunny, he had his son's attention. Dark ears pricking, Savi tipped his head up to regard his sire with wide, young eyes. Still with his paw hovering over the spongy mushroom which was very much to his interest, he eyed the kill with limited curiosity. Turning back, he nosed the mushroom gently, watching in fascination as it sprung back to its natural position. "Mmm...flowa?" No, that wasn't quite right. He had seen some flowers before, but this one was so differently shaped and much less colorful. He had yet to make the distinction between fragrant blossoms and fungi.