snack time. you're dynamite !!!

..Dynamite's tired from trying and failing at his hunting. Hours and hours , trying. failing. trying. failing. Over and over ... until one night.

Mushroom , his best friend , was asleep. Dynamite had unexpectedly gotten up and wandered off somewhere ... movement. fighting. After possibly hours , Dynamite was passed out on the floor , with the chosen prey of his hunt. Atleast it was successful..

Mushroom woke up , checking over the small ledge she had been sleeping on ... empty. Dynamite was gone. She scrambled up , almost immediately finding Dynamite after going out. He was passed out , with something dead next to him. She dragged them both back to where they had been staying. They had food, atleast..Yeah, yeah.

Morning. The sun shone bright .. too bright. "erh.." Mushroom grumbled. Dynamite was awake! He was bloody and bruised..but alive. Mushroom hugged him tightly. During the hug , she had grabbed one of Dynamite's paws , licking the blood off of it. Sounded gross..but she did it.