Firefly Glen The Clouds Burst

ooc; Me either. No judgement, here. Btw, how do you do the faded ooc messages you do?

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Markus worried at the place beneath his paws fixedly, getting sucked into the thrill of the hunt - at least enough not to notice Mal as he tensed and waited. They both heard the scrabble, although Markus was much too involved in what he was doing to hear it as clearly as Mal likely did. When the rabbit bolted, Markus' gaze flew up to where the brown streak came into the light. His body jerked forward a bit as if to chase but Mal was already killing the creature and he ended up taking only a few clumsy steps toward the younger male before he stopped and focused himself.

He winced at the screaming, a single ear flicked backward in discomfort, but it was over quickly enough. Then, the air settled and became still as the two wolves looked at each other. It was awkward but it took Markus many moments to realize that it was. The boy held the rabbit and the older wolf just stared back at him, as placid as he had been before. He hadn’t been hungry, that was true, but his mind was more invested now – his body usually functioned better when that happened. His gaze flicked for a moment at the rabbit and his stomach protested the lie even before he spoke it - "I don't want it." He said this and knew that it would be obvious that this was untrue - even his mouth was beginning to water a little. He had done little to almost nothing to help catch it, however. If not for Mal, he would have lay where he was and the rabbit would have lived a good, long life. Well...longer, at least.

He smiled a soft, almost apologetic smile. "Or rather, I don't need it."