Ravensblood Forest First Hunt

Vale released the rabbit, sides heaving as he regained his breath. That had been exhilarating. The boy looked up to his father, grinning toothily, and he said, "You can go, dad. I'm gonna enjoy this, and then I'll go back to the dens." He had definitely had enough excitement for one day. Vale pondered bragging about his kill to the girls, but that seemed silly — why would he want to impress them anyways?

Once his father had left, Vale loosed a low howl, tail thumping the ground as he did. Then, he turned back to his catch, grinning to himself. He tucked into it, relishing the taste. He'd never had fresh meat before, not like this at least. When he had finished eating, Vale hurried back home. He would clean his muzzle of blood at the spring, then enter the tunnels, ready for a well-earned nap.