The Heartwood Angel With A Shotgun

The golden boy had finished his daily goal of medicine cache.
But that was only...
for today.
You can never run out of good green stuff.
It just doesn't happen. It shouldn't.
So a newly relaxed teen kept his pace light, keeping his own emeralds focused on the fall canopy above him.
A scuttling sound neared him, and before he knew it, a hareflew past him, the furry little bundle of bunny not even acknowledging he had darted past a creature who had no trouble devouring him.
Damn rabbit was lucky he wasnt fast enough to react.
But Ash was fast enough to catch up, wasnt he? Why yes, yes he was.
And as the teen swiveled, he could have been mistaken for lightning, he zipped so fast after the brown fluff.
And after a few more darts and turns, slim jaws snatched the thing up, and shook it's beating heart to a stop.

Ash looked around after hearing another set of paw pads, and with gold riveted ears, he pinpointed the sound.
Forward. And before he could even travel there, a smaller lupine was before him, thivk and lavishing coat draped with the very hues that were consistent with the freshly autumned trees, the warm colored trunks, their shades of hearty spruce and vivid oak. The colors danced in this girls coat, alone.
And a single orb stared at him. One that could have been mistaken as one of his. The other gem was a malty salmon pink, succumbed to the temporary fate of No Sight.

Flustered, Ashton dropped the hare.

"Eh.. if it's what you were after, go ahead, I wasn't hungry anyways,..I was just fillin' up the pack chache, it's totally fine,... eh..."

Dude, chill the hell out. Chill. Axify.
Yourself.
Bruh.