“You didn’t kill it did you, it had a cub” I ask Archer looking down at him. Tate’s voice flitting through my head.
“No bears are off limits I just scared it off, fucker bit our leg” He says, and I notice the chunk of flesh on his back leg hanging slightly but already healing.
I nod listening for the noise before seeing a rabbit next to the stream, it looks up taking off and I chase it but with my hurt leg it outran me running into a log. Archer watching me curiously as I reach my arm in trying to reach it, when I feel its fur and grab it, pulling it out by its ears.
“Sorry little one” I tell it, before sinking my teeth into it and draining it. Archer whines loudly sniffing me as he approaches, he looks at the dead rabbit in my hands before looking up at me.
“Don’t look at me like t
