wilting flowers

Charlie seemed like a fine enough man, though she had thought that of the last, too. He never spoke to her with the kindness that Charlie had, but she hadn't been smart enough to pick up on that. Honestly, she barely had any smarts. She knew what was expected of her though, and it was easier when she was told what to do and how to act. She nodded politely when she was told to stay with him, eagerly doing her best to keep up with his longer strides. Her stomach rumbled with the prospect of food, but she was good at ignoring it. Though she was grateful he would hunt for her, she couldn't remember the last time she'd had a meal.

She listened first as he let her really decide her name and introduced himself. It seemed like a mouth full, his father even more so, but she wouldn't disappoint! Pixel was eager to please him, she didn't want to disappoint him or his father and the pack he came from. "Thank you, Sir- I mean, Charlie Fatalis.. Pixel is fine," she said, he heart hammering at her first mistake. He didn't want to be called Sir and she felt bad for slipping up already. She hoped that he wouldn't be mad, but something seemed to catch his eye and she stopped dead in her tracks as she was told.

Pixel watched as he lowered to the ground to stalk the rabbit. At first she didn't see it, but after following his gaze she spotted the mid-change rabbit as it dug in search of what she could only assume was it's own meal.

"Speech"