Redhawk Caldera Jet Song

When she paused, he assumed that was simply her way of saying that she would accept his company, even if it meant she'd merely tolerate him. She didn't look overjoyed, but she didn't look terribly upset, either. It was kind of hard to read her expression, but he'd never been terribly adept at reading Fennec without viewing her through a set of rose coloured lenses. He trotted the last few paces toward her before he flung the hare's carcass up into the air, where it rose, and then fell to the ground with a thud not far from Fennec's feet. "Brought-cha somethin'," He said, dropping into a play-bow which she wouldn't see, but might hear the sound of his forepaws slipping forward in the snow. 

"Unless you don't want it. 'Cause I'll eat it in like...Two seconds if you don't want it," He said. How kind of him- willing to allow her to eat first, but not without the threat of snatching it for himself if she didn't make her mind up quickly enough.