"Gut." He ground out, purposefully adding a bit of growl to the pronunciation. Gut's eyes drifted as hunger again gnawed at Gut again to steal away the fragile pup, though sense shook the futile plan away. Gut turned from the female as she confirmed her preparation, quickly assuming a relaxed stride along the dead forest floor. He shook his coat dry as he walked, some small grace having done away with the freezing rain. It would be a bit before they reached the den at this pace, little to distract from the hunger.