Golden Glade i'll follow you into the dark

With a sharp inhale she relaxed herself, anger was not worth being spent on those who were now dead to her. She bent her head down, picking up the kill then rose onto her feet. She nudged with her head for him to follow her towards the meticulously placed tree bark. Giving it a hard push with a paw, it revealed the small hole underneath, a temporary cache from other successful hunts. 

Placing the hare into the hole, Mictec looked up at him, reminded of his offering and how clean the kill was. "We should discuss a title for you though."

Gripping the bark to cover the hole once more, she let out a small grunt from the small bit of strain of the injury that remained. She was pushing herself to hard prolonging her body from healing completely. 

"What would you say are your best assests?" She asked to distract herself from it.