Bitterroot Valley Make me proud, as I stand before you.

Khali trotted forward not seeing a soul, or so he thought. Moving forward he saw a small rabbit in the distance. It was small but at least it would be something to eat. His ears perked and his body got low as he slowed his footing.

While at this time he was vulnerable by not watching his surroundings he could care less. A flick of his tail and he was off, chasing the rabbit down. It was only a minute before the rabbit went down a hole and left the male panting from the heat. He had hoped no one saw his pathetic attempt at the rabbit.