gathering acorns

Brandr shifted the rabbit that he held in his mouth. It was a small morsel that was meant more as a snack for his kids than a meal for the pack or himself. He was headed on his way east when he heard Gwen's call. Curious he opted to turn back and see what it was she needed. He shifted the rabbit in his mouth and trotted into the moor to find her sitting in a ring of stones. Laisrén was already there. His first thought was that some prey opportunity had presented itself. The three of them usually made up the hunting party after all. Brandr set the rabbit down. "I'm sorry to dawdle. I was just getting a snack for the kids."