Honeyed Pasture d r i f

Gunnar felt a momentary flare of guilt. At her downhearted expression. He wasn't sure how to fix this one. So with ears quivering he took another look around.

He trqcked her with his eyes. And he saw her head momentarily disappear. There was the den mouth.

He looked around and with a gentle chuff he slid towards the nearby tall grass and stumbled upon a small rabbit. He felt bad raiding a nest, but desperate measures.he tore a tiny chunk out and with quiet feet dropped it and then kept a close didn't want the kid to choke.