Rare Meal

With the change of season the world grew warm and with warmth meant more prey. Isabella was in the mood to hunt, and Alphonso insisted on helping her. It would be in an odd way, remembered there conversation the day before Isabella smiled just for a moment. "How brave you are dear Alphonso." Isabella said as she pounced her and there flattening the grass. It was alive and tall but brown, something the fox colored female blended in well with but the bright yellow gecko stood out on. At the moment the gecko was hiding in the tall grass watching the wolf.

"Well Madam Izzy, I trust you, and I ask you to trust my skills. Besides if this doesn't work it shall only cost my tail. They fall off you know, and that's why it looks like my head, even with keen eyes sometimes no one knows what side to strike." Isabella nodded as she made a nice flat circle. In the very middle of the circle she dug a small hole that was somewhat hard to see but it was there. Looking at it and nodding she moved back to the grass and set her blue eyes on Alphonso. "Alright, good luck." Her voice was icy as ever but Alphonso was used to that by now and could tell that she cared. Nodding he scampered out hiding just in front of the hole, facing it.

As he stood, head and tail wagging and Isabella crouched in the grass near buy a shadow fell over Al. Neither of them looked up but Al got ready to dash as Isabella got ready to pounce. With a screech the shadow fell from the air and as a mass of feathers was just above Al he dashed into the hole, just avoiding some talons that tore the earth beneath them. Before the bird could take off Isabella pounced, using her front paws to slam into the ground and hold it in place. Shooting her head forward she clamped her jaws around its neck and bit quickly. Lifting the bird she moved it from the hole enough for Al to come out.

Alphonso emerged as he and her looked at the bird, a good sized hawk who seemed to stay fat though the winter. "Hawk meat is a very rare find, typicality it can only be found dead and old, nothing of the true flavor. I shall find a way to reward you for this Alphonso, I don't know much about catching insects but I can dig at an old rotten log to hep you get to them." Al nodded as he stepped away and got comfortable on the grass. "Ah, a fair trade! A full belly for me and something that is big enough to fill you and small enough to keep others away. I shall be your lookout!" He said with a laugh walking in circles around him.

Isabella smirked a moment before lowing her body to the ground and tearing into the hawk, pulling away the feathers first before going to the fine meat. Indeed it was grand, wild, savory and much better than rabbit. As she ate she thought of hunting, going after larger animals with help. "Even a gecko could help a wolf hunt but it would be much easier to hunt with other wolves....in a pack." She thought pausing in her meal a moment. Shaking the thought away she tore another strip of meat and continued with her meal, her body protectively over the meat as Al moved around her 'guarding' her yet staying close enough to be safe himself.