Pride and Prejudice

Corvus was just as proud of Beat. He'd spent a lot of time on his own, as far as he knew, and he had a lot of recovering and learning to do. A hunt with his packmate was a really good start, and he knew Beat would end up well-fed before long. He grinned as he excitedly called for Twig, glad that the boy wanted to share their success with her - he had no doubt Twig would be proud of him. "Maybe a bit," he admitted. Not because she didn't expect Beat was capable, but because he and Beat hadn't really spent time together yet.

Luckily Twig was quick to arrive, looking surprised but pleased. Corvus shared a lazy grin of his own, calmed now that he'd rested a moment after their little hunt... though Twig nuzzling him unabashedly seemed to make his nerves suddenly flare up again. He returned the affection slightly, leaning to press his nose against her neck, but before long she was pulling away and directing her attention back toward Beat. She was almost glad that the spotlight wasn't on him for a split second. "We figured you might want to join us for lunch?" Corvus looked hopefully as he slid onto his belly, directing his face toward one of the deer's hind limbs.