Hooded figures in the night

Kesik heard a small yawn, smiled. "Good morning!" In response to her question, he dropped a mouse at her feet, satisfied that it's plumpness would make a filling breakfast. He tucked into his, staining his muzzle red. "If your still hungry, I could always catch another"" he said worriedly, He didn't want her hungry. That would be a terrible way to treat a friend.