your gonna get us in trouble

The trees here grew twisted and tall, their limbs reaching for the sky as if they could touch it and hold it higher. Strange trees he had noticed when he entered this place, and he was content to avoid brushing too close to them and leaving his scent or tufts of pale fur there. Nothing to suggest he had come this way. It was well past morning, and the rabbit he had found had been more filling than the simple berries from last night, but there was still a gnawing hunger in his stomach. That hunger was what had lured him here instead of following his original path, the smell of old kill and bodies. It was something he hadn't stooped to in a while, but beggars couldn't be choosers when the only other option was starving.

Sugusik was almost at the bodies when another smell caught his attention, a goat. He might have been small in stature but a goat could be taken down if he was smart enough. As he moved closer and the scent became stronger, he slowly lowered himself into a crouch. There was some small wonder as to whether the ground cover would help conceal him before he caught sight of the laying creature. Muscles wound tight like a spring, and all that tension finally released as he leaped forward towards the hide. As realization hit him like a wall, he scrambled to a halt with kicked-up leaves, dirt, and mud. It was just that, a hide, with another small wolf underneath it.

"Hullo? Are you hiding from something or someone?"

He asked in a soft tone, slowly creeping closer to try and peer at them in a better light. He still kept some distance between himself and the hidden stranger, worrying every present about being attacked.

"speech"