Aaron smiled back at Moon. He was glad that he didn't frighten her by snapping the way he did. Aaron sniffed the air to catch any lingering scent of Aarre, but to no avail. He nodded. "Yeah, he's gone alright." Aaron brushed it off. Lately he had been trying hard not to get too involved in other wolves lives, or form any close friendships. It was better that way. Getting up, his body looked almost doubled in size as the sun and shadows created an illusion with his stature. He shook the leaves and dirt clumps that were sticking to his stale fur that was not yet completely dry after last night's downpour. Aaron looked at Moon, his golden eye shinning in the morning light. "Listen, I'm gonna be--" He said, his low, rumbling voice trailing off as Moon mentioned breakfast and hunting.Â
Aaron quickly dismissed his thoughts. While Moon didn't know it, Aaron was planning on leaving early before Aarre and Moon woke up. But he was so tired from the previous days travels that he overslept. He hesitated. Moon was radiating joy at the thought of a morning hunt, and the sight of her excitement moved Aaron. She was like a child. He chuckled. "Yeah, I do pretty well. After all, I got a big tank to fill."Â he said smiling, referring to his stomach. He smiled as she ran ahead, and taking one last look at the big cave, he walked out and joined up with her.