Two rabbits were fine, it was the two wolves that could prove to be a problem here. Aslan had followed the scent of one rabbit from the borders of Threar, had tracked it down to here and now planned to catch it for his younger siblings. Whilst Fate was quickly picking up the skills to fish, he couldn't live off of them and did need a larger meal like this rabbit. He was getting closer to it now, that scent that had been rather faint at the borders was growing clearer and clearer and the scent of another mingling with it. Perhaps it could be one each if he was quick enough, though realistically he knew the second would get away. He'd focus on one.
And they were in sight now, completely oblivious as they continued to hop around the place. For a moment he watched them, eyes glancing around to see if there was a nearby hole he could spot though he had to give that to the rabbits, they could hide their burrows from sight rather well. Mismatched gaze would fall upon them now, attempting to read which might be the better target, the boy would settle for the one closest in the end.
Now. With a sudden burst of energy he'd spring from his hiding place and out into the small clearing the rabbit's were sat in. To no surprise they began to run, one would hop off with an angry stomp of it's feet though Aslan kept his eyes on the other, closer one and though it too attempted to follow it's friend through the young undergrowth, though it wasn't quite quick enough and the wolf would win. He'd pause before heading back, eyes glancing just in case the other still lurked somewhere though it had gone from sight now, perhaps towards the other hidden wolf if it was as unlucky as it's buddy or was Aslan's luck about to end?
