Silver Creek quiet night

He watches from his sprawled out position on the snow as the she-wolf expertly takes a hold of their prey. He notices the reverence she gives to the rabbit as she silently and as gently as possible kills the other animal. Then finally her eyes land on him in a concerned expression. He laughs and his honey eyes land on her as he begins rolling over to get in his feet.

“I’m fine, I’m fine!” He chuckles. “I appreciate it. Look at you go, got him real fast too!” He exclaims trotting over to meet her halfway. “I can see the wolf in you.” He jokes, giving her a winning smile. 

He begins going over to their shared meal, grabbing it by the mid section and giving it a vigorous shake. The rabbit splits as evenly as it could. Blood coats the snow and entrails decorate the scenery. Blood splattered on his muzzle and chest, he merrily brings half of the kill to his new companion with a dazzling smile and drops it before her feet before digging into his own.