Gunka stared at the exit as others began to hurry past him. Their ability to grasp standing and walking had truly out-shined his. However, according to the matron he wouldn't need to travel far to find the food that would surely be devoured by him in due time. However, a moment before he began to exit, he picked up something the one named Jaarm had said. Hunting together? The concept was interesting in itself, but if he were to join them, they'd surely not be able to find enough for themselves on top of himself. And, with that in mind, he dismissed their group, immediately turning left as soon as he exited the cave so as to not follow the other two goblin's paths who had previously left.

The matron had not been lying. In the woods there had been a variety of pudgy, horned rabbits, varying in size, but what he was searching for was not something fat, but instead he was searching for some form of easy prey, be it a wounded, weak, or even young rabbit. Gunka could feel the stick flex as he used it to hold his own weight. He needed to find something that wouldn't be able to flee from him. Perhaps he was being too picky, but it'd be nice to explore and see the flora as he searched for a weakened creature. He observed the trees, but an idea began to spring into his head. He was hungry, food was all he could think of just moments ago, but his mind began to race with new thoughts, pushing away his desire to eat with some sort of new craving. 

[i]A wounded rabbit could always just wander upon me, perhaps staying here may be the best thing,[/i] he thought to himself as he dropped the stick, digging his nails into the tree as he began pulling the bark away. As the top of the tree's midsection slowly became bare, he plunked himself onto the ground, letting his legs give out from under him. He began pulling bark from the bottom of the tree, feeling the wood dig into the underside of his nails.