Fox's Glade Put a million miles under your heels

Lucius crept closer as the wolf dropped it's catch; he had no hope of stealing it, and he doubted there would be anything leftover for him to scavenge. Slinking into view of the wolf, the coyote asked nervously, "Any... any other rabbits where that one came from?" He could catch one for himself, but he feared the hunter's activity had scared what others there were back into their burrows.