make me feel brand new

Sparhawk had slept exceptionally well. He always slept better when he wasn't alone. He was fine being alone, he simply didn't prefer it. Spending the night nestled up with Poem had made him sleep like a newborn pup. And so, when he woke, he decided to do something nice for the woman that had graced him with her presence.

The striped man had left before the sun rose. The storm had abated, which was fine and dandy. It made it a lot easier to catch the pair of ptarmigan that he would bring back for breakfast. Before he entered the cave, Sparhawk filled the skin with cool, crisp water. He knew that Poem would need it. Birds between his jaws and the skin on a rope around his neck, the man made his way back into the cave.

As Sparhawk took the path downward, he hummed a happy little tune. His mouth was full, but he still sounded decent. Red eyes widened somewhat as Poem began to come up the path towards him. He could see the sadness on her face. Sparhawk released a grunt and dropped the birds. "Miss Poem? You leavink already?" With one paw, he prodded the pair of ptarmigan. "I bring you breakfast." He shook the skin. "And water. I know you need." The man tilted his head in a slightly comical manner. "You stay and eat?"