Yukon looked up at her, he hadn't exactly heard the question, as he had been lost in thought. "Fish is fine." He smiled. Trying to act like he had heard her. He shook his body, shaking out his fur, and trying to clear his head.
Even though she was proud of her catch she had to admit fish wasn't her favorite. Looking at him again showed he was still distracted by his emotions. He probably didn't even her her oh well. She just let him be and headed to the river she first came to. " So you like rabbits, had had always loved to chase them." Back home she had been the fastest of her siblings and always caught them. She loved the tender meat, she stopped suddenly and Yukon crashed into her.