After she chases the rabbit out, Mazikeen moves more slowly - her red-orange eyes bright with interest as she watches Bolder. A smile forms when he does not give up after the rabbit passes him by. She’s never watched someone else hunt (well, other than Gale - and that is quite a different spectacle) and she pays no attention to any fumbles. As few of them as there are, anyway.
As with everything tonight, all Mazikeen sees is that he is trying - and that is perfect. She moves through the meadow once Bolder has caught the rabbit - congratulations on her tongue in the split second before the rabbit screams and the chestnut wolf bites down, silencing it and silencing the words she would have used.
His first kill? She thinks it’s likely. Unless he’s accidentally done it before. She’s pretty sure this is an accident too, it’s too much to hope just yet that he already has a taste for it. It takes her a moment to try to figure out what to say, trying to remember the role she is playing. She doesn’t look at the rabbit even though the scent of it's blood is driving her wild. Mazikeen's white snout reaches out slowly, an offer to take it from him. All while her mind tells her she'll place it gently on the ground and not swallow it right here in front of him. She is watching Bolder's eyes, watching for his reaction, as she then asks quietly - like she is a concerned aunt “Are you alright?”
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