hunger and the need to rest

Her paw steps roused him as they drew near, stopping abruptly some distance away. Dapper's grey eyes slowly opened from his dozing state, head lifting to get a better look at her— his exhaustion perhaps extinguishing any fire he might have felt in response to the interruption. She seemed to be about his age; healthy and supple where he was starved and thin. He rose slowly, then, a disarming grin spreading across his features as he did.

"My," he rumbled gently, "aren't you a pretty sight to wake to?"