Duskfire Glacier You see that guy? Super weird

Its nbd, take as long as you need! Congratulations btw, I hope baby and you are doing good

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Slowly, he caught his breath. The frame he sported expanding rather largely to compensate for the loss of fresh oxygen in his blood stream. The two weeks of rest and rehab did his endurance little good, although he always tried to stay active during the R&R, his stamina had taken a big hit. Not huge but the burn in his lungs over a light hunt was starkly unfamiliar. Once his breath was sufficiently caught, Rye started on that trek to the caves but once he turned the sight of Imaq surprised him. Still though, he loped towards the merle with the bounty in his mouth swaying side to side with each stride. 

Rye came to an abrupt halt in front of the female, letting the chuck flop to the ground in the process. His tail expressed the excitement the woodland male stifled inside, its wagging wiggled his bottom fervently. As much as Rye wanted to greet Imaq with a soft nudge along her neck, he kept it formal with a humble smile. "That's for you," He gestured to the woodchuck with his muzzle. "It's okay if you've eaten already, I just wanted to get you something in case you were hungry." He informed, the same smile still present, it reached his eyes as he settled down onto his haunches. They searched her features, not for emotion but for what colors her fur held. The caramel brown that was sprinkled with white, how it colored her cheeks but not her muzzle. The bright look her eyes seemingly always gave off never ceased to draw the hotah back, ever so gingerly. All of it was always there but the sun, with its rays, gave her a heavenly look no one could simply look past. Rye averted his eyes from her, sheepishness seeping into him and heating his skin.