Larksong Grotto oh right

He watches her tilt her head towards his narrow torso, knowing that she has heard the low growls of his belly. Embarrassed, his ears lower slightly but he hopes she hasn't noticed. 

"O-ok." He speaks, clearing his throat and chewing his lip nervously, looking at her for another half second before lowering his snout towards the raccoon and beginning to tear the fur from the flesh. Once he reaches meat he eats, and despite the awful taste his mind calms with the knowledge that his body will be fed. 

After a few moments he swallows his current mouthful and looks up at her, blinking his large blue eyes. "You really can have some. I'm feeling better." The corners of his lips turn upward into a smile.