There had been another watching the doe, though the moment his eyes caught other movement Féli got distracted. He would raise a brow, focusing on the young man who had finally emerged from his den. Herne. His cousin, and one who had not been well recently. Gaze would slide back to find that the doe had gone, and the young man would chuckle. Ah well, you win some you lose some. He would rise from his crouched position, stretching upon the grass. He would stride over to his little cousin, a smile on his face and a bit of happiness in his heart.
"Hey, glad to see that you're feeling better." The golden male would meet the mismatched hues of his cousin, tail set to wagging. >"It's been some time since I saw you last. You hungry? We could try and track down that doe if you want. She can't have gone that far."
