Zephyr sighs slowly, "alright" he responds with a curt nod. "Any chance you've got room for two? Im kind of stuck right now" he shuffles his paws awkwardly, he's never been in this situation or shown... weakness. This is incredibly embarrassing he whisper-snarls to himself. Gosh, you're not a pup anymore Zephyr you shouldn't be doing this. For god's sake, you were almost top rank in your pack! Zephyr curses himself, quickly glancing at his paws and urging them to stop their awkward movements. "I apologize if that was sudden, I just don't have the time to deal with this" he snarls, his tail flicking in annoyance. He looks up to the sky, the sun is quickly disappearing, I better hope and pray he says yes or he's in for some trouble. Zephyr bares his fangs, his muscles tensing again in anticipation.

The further they walk, the more tense Zephyr becomes. His body reacts to every sound or movement, even a small misstep from Caine sends his muscles tensing and his teeth barring. Though he was the one to ask Caine for a place to stay, Zephyr is skeptical. "How far is it?" Zephyr asks, his eyes dancing around the dense underbrush, searching for danger that isint there. This is becoming slightly sketchy he thinks maybe it was dumb to ask a random dog for a place to stay.... What am I thinking, of course it was dumb! Zephyr sighs, deep and raspy. Well I have no choice now he shrugs, continuing to follow Caines fast paced paw steps.

"Hmm.." Zephyr clicks his claws on the ground, assessing the terrain. He gives a curt nod of approval. "Not too shabby" he shrugs. He then turns to follow Caine away from the den. Hunting does sound pretty nice, I can't believe I missed that chance earlier he sighs in annoyance, remembering the squirrel that could have been easy prey. After a few minutes of walking, Zephyr stops in his tracks, quickly dropping into a low crouch. He spots a vole, quietly scavenging amount the tree roots. Zephyr pins his ears and takes a silent sniff of the air, he quietly moves around the vole, assuring that his scent is downstream of it. He has the vole just where he wants it. Carefully, he crawls forwards, his eyes remain stuck on the vole. Just as he's about to pounce, the vole's ears prick up, and its tiny eyes find his. "Damn it!" he barks, jumping to his paws and springing after the little creature. Just as it's about to dive into a hole, Zephyr launches forwards and hooks it with his claw. It gives a high pitched squeak before he slams it into the ground, piercing his claw straight through its little body. "This is barely anything" he sighs, frustrated. "We'll need to keep hunting."

His eyes glance at the large rabbit, then to his vole. Zephyr's expression twists into a look of disappointment. I can't believe this mutt caught more prey than me. He thinks with a annoyed grumble. "Should we bring our catch back to your den?" Zephyr offers, plasters a fake smile onto his face. Now that you've gotten this far you better not screw it up for yourself.... Zephyr meets Caine's eyes, awaiting a response.

He follows Caine back to the den, crawling in after him and choosing a spot against the wall of the den, giving Caine his space. The overwhelming scent of Caine makes Zephyr's nose wrinkle as his whole body shakes with a loud sneeze. "Sorry" he mumbles, shaking his pelt and blinking to clear his vision. Zephyr drops his vole, his eyes rest on Caine. The moon's light shines through the den entrance, lighting up Caines coat. Zephyr notices the many scars scattered across his pelt. He must be tougher than I thought. I never realized he has this many scars... Zephyr looks up to meet Caines eyes as he offers Zephyr some prey. "Yes, thank you" he responds with a little nod. I've never had to ask for prey before he grumbles to himself, his coat burning with embarrassment. Zephyr finishes his vole with two quick bites. He licks his jowls, letting Caine eat his share while he picks up the rest of the animal and throws it out the den. Zephyr settles back into his spot as Caine eats.