The blood trail the dangled rabbits from his maw left behind was going to be difficult to cover, along with the upturned snow he caused when chasing after them. After he dropped the food off he'll have to retraced his steps and do the best he could, he didn't want any signs left near their hiding spot.
Izah's ears flicked with the sounds of the night, slight rustling of bare branches above from a passing wind and an occasional hoot of an owl. How great it would be to have wings, to spread them to their full length and flap them on a coming breeze. Then to be lifted and carried into the air, rising so high that those below could mistake you for a cloud, a star, or a bird, then to leave one location miles behind with a simple few flaps, and you'll forever be gone.
"Owe!" Izah's muzzled met the trunk of a tree, momentarily dazed. The sudden impact rustled the branches above and a light drop of snow fell over him. Shaking out his pelt, he shook his head to clear it and cursed himself for being so careless, body sending a shiver down his spine when the snow was removed. At least he was near the cave now, and he headed to the direction.
"Elly?" he called softly into the den. "I brought food, it isn't much but it should fill us up." Entering the enclosure, he gently placed the carcasses on the ground. "There are still no signs or sounds of pursuit, I believe we'll be alright through the rest of the night. After we eat we should sleep, we'll head out again when we wake up." As he waited for an answer, the dark silver male glanced outside at the falling snow. It was still going at a steady pace, and he hoped it would be enough to cover the splotches of blood where he had killed the rabbits. The blood trail, thankfully, only lead a quarter of the way to their hiding spot, and Izah took care to set a false trail until the bleeding had stopped. Any tiny droplets that managed to slip off would very likely be covered in the snow fall.
