Swiftcurrent Creek Down the rabbit hole

>:D [size=-4]And that works fine![/size]

The deer leg Dogmeat had pulled out of the ground had only satiated him for so long; he was hungry again. Of course, the dogs were always hungry. Back at the lab, they were fed only meagre portions, and sometimes even nothing at all. Between being a stray, pit fighter and then lab dog, it couldn't be certain if Reaper had even ever had a decent meal in his life. He should be used to the gnawing hunger by now but here in the wild it was foreign and unfamiliar and uncertain. He didn't even know where to start looking for food.

Having broken off from the small pack that morning, the mutt picked up a strong scent and followed it for a while. It seemed to trail along the edge of the territory, like a border of some sort. Curious about what was on the other side of it, he left the trail and headed deeper into the territory, stopping only when a brightly-coloured figure a ways off caught his eye.

It was moving away from him, he noticed with a wave of relief, though he stayed crouched on the frosted ground, ears alert. Another movement caused him to turn his head and he studied a smaller figure that had been trailing after the other larger one — though it had stopped and had it's head in a burrow. A fox kit? Licking his lips, the dog settled down further, watching the young creature intensely.