Rabbit and the Hare

She shushed him, and Ivy's brow furrowed. Okay, okay, no the gaze that she gave with the look made more sense. Ivy took a singular, slow step forward. She was building something to catch animals-- oh, to catch prey! It was like hunting but easier. Her plan was coming together before Ivy's eyes, and he nodded once. Okay, that seemed to make sense. The girl with the spacey fur wanted him to wait, so Ivy would. He peered carefully at her, watching as she worked. Rabbits were fast, but maybe one would come to nibble from the trap. A rabbit, a hare, something that size seemed like it would work. Still, Rasha didn't want to smoosh herself in the whole setting up process, and Ivy nodded. Getting smooshed would probably make the whole being a wolf thing a lot harder, if he had to guess.

"D'you think it'll work if something bigger comes to do the nibbling? I 'unno like a deer or a sheep?" Ivy was concerned. It wasn't a combative question, simply one that came as he considered the predicament they could potentially be in. Still, her offer seemed like a fair one. If he helped, she would share the catch-- sure. Ivy didn't have anything better to do, and hiding his scent was something that had never even crossed his mind when it came to hunting. Maybe that was why he sucked so much at catching birds. He'd have to keep that in mind for later.

The pup bounded to the nearest muddy puddle, careful not to make too much noise. No, wouldn't want to throw off Rasha's plan before it even started. Vigorously he rolled in it, coating his blue and black coat densely in mud, catching sticks and other assorted foliage in the thicker bits of his pelt. Ehh, nothing that wouldn't wash out with a swim... probably. With his tail wagging, Ivy returned to his compatriot. "A'ight, how can I help?" His gaze was keen, voice holding a confidential sort of tone as he approached. Right, wouldn't want to make too much noise and scare away any potential prey.

"Ivy"