As Charlie observed the hare an ear flicked back toward the small femme at his side. The girl seemed as though she had only known servitude up to this point. Perhaps it was second nature for her to refer to others as “Sir” and such… he felt a bit badly for her. She was clearly submissive, and that submission is likely what led to her current state. She was so thin… he couldn’t mess this hunt up. He drew in a breath. Alright, just focus on the prey. Make sure the wind doesn’t betray your position… and…!
Charlie creeped forward a few steps, closing some of the distance between himself and the hare before he kicked against the ground. The hare had no chance, the yearling was set on his catch and within seconds had snatched the creature off the ground and ended it’s life with a crushing bite.
For a moment the yearling stood there, holding the other animal in his jaws as he felt the warm blood trickle into his mouth. Then Charlie turned, approaching Pixel and setting the hare down at her paws. His expression softened then. “Eat until you’re full. If there is anything left, we can bring it with us as I find somewhere for you to rest properly.” He lifted his gaze once more, scanning the horizon in case her former master dared show his face. He wasn’t afraid to fight him if he needed to.
