grownups need not apply

Sirius lifted a paw, retracting his feline-like claws as he bumped his paw against the tiny one of this little pup before him. Grief, she was so small, she would just be an easy bite for Sirius. “Deal.” he echoed, and offered her a friendly smile. No need to be rough with her, she was his now. He would prected her, mould her, train her.

He grabbed the brace of rabbits, subtly snipping near the end of a line with a claw with a bit of slight-of-hand, letting the last rabbit in the brace fall to the ground. He tisked as he tossed the rabbits over his back, and Marshal once again put a claw upon it. Holding it down and steady so the rhythm of his walking would not knock them loose. “well, might as well have that rabbit, your first of many. You carry that well I carry the rest” he suggested. She was a skinny wee thing, if she took a few bites before carrying the meal with her, he wouldn’t judge her.

With that, he did a quick assessment of the area, putting his scent near the den she had lived in - if her mother was around, she would know where to find them. He could barter her agreement to join the pack, if she came looking for her - now his - pup.

With that, he would start off in the direction of the Armada.