Bearheart
The tom saw it was already dawn. The tom turned to Rowansong and nudged her, before pointing at the rising sun, between the two seen mountains.
He turned down, before he spotted a fat rabbit. He crouched down into a hunting pose and started stallking the fat rabbit.
The rabbit was seen as eating on something, a corpse, maybe? But soon, the rabbit titled his head to sniff for any danger. But didn't sence any and got back to eating the corpse.
Bearheart, gave a small smirk, before he jumped out and grabed the rabbit by it's neack.
Sadly, the rabbit, was just about to hop off, but he was unable to do so.
Soon, the rabbit was dead.
Bearheart, turned to Rowansong and nudged her once more, before the 2 walked back to camp.
Arriving, the tom walked to the fresh kill pile and placed the dead rabbit, near other catched prey.
He turned to Rowansong and sat down. He gave a soft smile, before he spoke up. "I know how much you want to know what I have to say...." The tom chucaled. He looked at Rowansong's eyes, before he spoke up. "Will you be my mate?" The tom spoke up with a big smile on his face. His yellow eyes glitering in the rising sun's shine.