Wilder didn't mind spending the day with Clove. Her positive nature and bubbly conversation kept him entertained as they walked from the plains into the grove. Plus being able to walk through pack lands without being mauled made the day a lot less nerve wracking for him. Occasionally ensuring he wasn't walking with too long of a stride so the pup could keep up with him, he attentively answered her questions. He was two, he didn't have a home, and he liked rabbit a lot, but would take anything he could get. Except for shrimp, but that was a story for another time.
He pauses when she does, looking down at her sly smile before giving her a chuckle. Oh, what an obvious name! Giving his head a shake, he followed the girl through the sweet-scented grove. Indeed, there were a ton of berries here and fruit and the like all lined up neatly on the bushes that lined the paths. His own belly gave a rumble as if responding to her own as he stops with her, his tail giving a few wags. Prey, huh? Wilder looks around to take in the grove. Trees towered over them, hiding the warm sun above. Birds fluttered around, giving away that she was indeed correct that there was prey here.
"What kind of prey?" He asks, turning his attention back to the girl. A snack definitely sounded like a good idea!
