What was that? Bass calling a hunt? Oh hell yes! The small canine abandoned his night time digging and made his way towards the thickets. His claws had clumps of dirt stuck in them, but at least it wasn't mud. With how dry it had been, there wasn't even really any mud around unless he went further down the banks of the Rapids which...he wasn't very keen on doing. It didn't take him too long to spot the cream male, crimson eyes lighting up in the dark as he approached. "Hey boss! Out for a midnight snack?" His tail swished in excitement, whiskers quivering as he looked around. He would spot the small herd of deer, large ears perking at the sound of their hooves and their grazing.
