Irene had a smile on her maw as she carried a rabbit. There was a spring in her pawsteps and her tail was raised. The female was in a very good mood. She had managed to catch a good size rabbit and earlier her catch held a rat as well. Though Irene ate it due to hunger and not wanting to scare away prey while hunting. Sterous would love to see this rabbit and so would Cathair. Cathair would most likely congratulate her first though. He was always quick to do that.
"Cathair, Sterous." Irene called out in a muffled voice, making it slightly hard to understand her.
The den they had created in the junk and dirt was coming up, just a few more paw steps and she'd be there. Excitement was building up with each step.