Neverwinter Forest red-shirting

simmik's victory was met with an empty-mouthed smile. the rabbit which had caught mathieu's attention was too crafty. he wasn't a fast-learner, and so hadn't picked up on the rabbits' tactics as quickly as his partner had.

he didn't mind, though. mathieu trotted over to where simmik stood and offered a congratulatory nod. i thought you weren't good at hunting, he teased. matty could feel his cheeks redden behind white fur and turned, not wanting to embarrass himself.