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she refuses the meal, and rökkur nods. he picks the rabbit up, then, finding a suitable hollow only a pace away from his original spot, protected by ferns at the base of a tree. setting the game down once more, he nudges dirt over it, memorising the location as to come back to this mini-cache later.

he turns back to the woman, now. you will earn it, then, he says, swaying his tail in a wide motion, towards his own shoulder, as if to beckon her forwards. watching as she moves back towards the shadow, he shakes his head. i smell your hunger. you must eat. i will help—only a little bit; so you earn it honourably.

his tone was firm when he spoke, but a gentleness was worn on his face. a careful, compassionate expression that glimmered, swimming behind blazing eyes. he truly did just wish to help. or you can watch me catch for you. hunting together prove more useful, though. teaches you more. two options for the mauve lady.