Bo heard that the chocolate-brown female had left, not even taking the fresh kill. Without a second thought, he immediately tore into the bird's still-warm flesh and gulped down his first warm meal in weeks- months? The bird was gone in mere seconds, and his hunger was satiated. Bo's ears twitched, as he heard what sounded like many wolves arguing. Despite his previous escapade, he felt compelled to go check on them. After all, the chocolate female might be in trouble. She had helped him, on purpose or not, and he owed it to her to at least check up on the situation.

As he began to walk towards them, he looked back at the poor old hare, still safe to eat but immensely unappetizing. He sighed and picked the gross thing back up in his mouth, just in case. With his one possession in tow, he headed to the noises.