Moonspear Random Acts

"Yeaaaaah you did it, you did!" Bronco said, applauding the little one as she jigged around, proudly showing off her catch. Probably not the cutest little parade in the world, given how the hare's limbs dangled and swayed, but Bronco saw past that and saw a very chipper child showing off a kill that she was quite proud of. And she had every reason to be- she'd caught it and killed it on her own, without him telling her what to do. A bit of guidance, sure- but she'd mostly come into her hunting instincts on her own. The kid was a natural. 

She seemed to pause, though, and look at him with soulful eyes that begged some sort of question. She came back to pick the rabbit back up- he hadn't touched it, as he figured she might want to play with it more- and simply held it, as though asking permission. He chuckled. "Go on, sweetie. That's yours- you caught it, you killed it, that's 100% yours." He said.