truth is beautiful without doubt; but so are lies (ralph waldo emerson)
The cold grip of winter is no joke, Enderly thinks in a grumbling sort of manner as he drags his slender body through snow drifts beneath glittering stars and a luminous moon. The sky is gripped with slate gray clouds that are interspersed, giving the world a different look every fifteen minutes. Clouds, flakes, then stars and moon. His pupils expand and contract as the light is offered then taken away in repetitive motions and his lips peel back into a slight snarl around the lanky rabbit that is clutched between his teeth. It seemed like in the last few weeks Eris had been waking him up complaining of hunger and she had grown even more snappish than she had been before, both tired and hungry, and he was forced from their shared den and warmth in these ungodly hours to hunt.
Why SHE couldn't do it, he didn't know, but after having asked that once before and gotten a sound biting to his foreleg (which was still tender, mind you), he had merely growled and left without another word. It had taken over an hour to track down a rabbit den and then another half hour or better to dig it up so he could reach the blasted thing. Who the hell hunts in the dead hours of the morning? No one because even the damn prey is sleeping! He already has plans for the next night though. Kill extra food and hide it in the snow around the den so it stays fresh (if a bit cold) and when she wakes him the next night then he will present it to her happily.
The closer he gets to the den though the slower his walking as he suddenly begins to realize a difference in her scent that clings to the area around him. Nostrils twitching and eyes narrowing, he stomps his way to their den and pushes into the den without making sure to keep the snow out this time. The moment he spies her alabaster figure he glares at her, dropping the cursed rabbit near her.
"You are pregnant." He blurts out, realizing that she must know this already but had failed to share with him.
"WHEN?" There is accusation in his voice as his silver eyes slide down to her rounding belly and his tail flicks as his rump hits the cold dirt. Well, that explains it all.