Sunset Valley stepstones

Why?

The word did not break free from his thoughts, but it hovered there in a curious look on his features. If this was an act of kindness, he did not fully understand it. She could have devoured it fully while he would only look on in a hungry acceptance.

It was that hunger that urged him to take this act whether it was kindness or something else.

He nodded a bit stiffly and then motioned for her to work first upon the small carcass. He would take whatever state it was in after she had rooted out the nutrients from within.

Hesitantly, he lowered himself even closer to the earth, near resting but not. As if he still held some nerves that she might change her mind on this. He was prepared to bolt the moment teeth might turn from rabbit flesh to his own flesh.