Cedar Sweep Tree Side Acquaintance [Hviske]

Hviske hesitated for a moment to come out from his bush, as comfy as it was given the circumstances. He emerged slowly, carefully, as if each step was on shards of sharp rock, waiting to pierce his paw-pads, still soft with inexperience. 

I... I would like that, the scent of the rabbit was fresh in his nose, and it made his mouth water. His stomach pained to see food this close after so long being on his own. The poor thing could barely hunt, baring the thin sides of a scavenger without a meal in days. His paws found themselves by the rabbit, and he gently stuck his nose to it. The scent was overwhelming, stomach grumbling. Do... you... want to eat from it first? I can wait...