Redhawk Caldera The old red hills of home

His timing turned out to be fairly decent. He was still chewing away on the somewhat stale rabbit when Fennec appeared, heading back toward the den from wherever it was she'd been out for the bit of time that had passed. He still had a good portion of the rabbit's haunches left though considering the size of the rabbit, it wasn't much to speak of- when she came in and joked about him raiding stashes. "Ah, go on," He growled coyly in response. "I saved you the best part," He said. Not completely true- if she'd shown up about five minutes later, he probably would have eaten the whole thing. 

When she paused, he sat up, and smiled softly. Even without stepping on the four small pelts he'd brought into the den to feel them, she knew something was different. But he wasn't giving it up that easily. "What? Do I smell?" He asked with a light chuckle.