Sleepy Fox Hollow over cracks along under the trees

Emmerich arrived outside his parents den with a fat hare clasped in his teeth. The scent of blood had twisted his stomach in hunger, begging him to take the meal for himself.

Inside the den, he could hear his father speaking to the newborn pup. The young guardian felt uncertain about meeting her, about seeing another sister who might vanish the way Isa had. Perhaps if they bonded early on, he would not have to say goodbye.

Papa, the boy announced himself in a rough voice. I have food.

The hare was nudged into the opening. Emmerich waited to see if he would be invited in.