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His family was disappointed he managed to hurt himself, loose his basket and not come home with any meat, after his brother in law spent so much time teaching him. Convinced he was hopeless his brother tried to teach him another method of hunting and fighting to save himself when wild animals came. Red painstakingly limped after the man, and after the first day he noticed his basket at the edge of the forest with all the berries he loved, the second day one with mushrooms and last one with many vegetables. He grinned knowingly. This time as he piled things into his basket he told his family not to expect him back for weeks since he wanted to learn how to cook a few things from his grandmother. The family seemed suspicious but the gifts and the hear say of possible courting, loosened their reign on Red. He happily bounced back into the woods with a heavy basket of goods.

the meat left him with plenty of time to get food that humans ate and leaving treats for red at the forest's edge helped pass the week through though he was somewhat itchy over the idea of the boy passing back though. it was a wierd feeling and grew no less strange when he realized he missed the boy red's strange company, getting up early he spent the wee hours making a nest for the boy in the place by the creek the other was so terribly fond of and when he was done he set a small fire for cooking. having done what he could for the boy he waited

It was about midway through his journey when he detoured off the beaten path and down towards one of the berry patches. He could see it had already been nearly plucked cleaned. It made him giggle to think of the basket that arrived at the edge of the forest. He heard a small rustling and with a wide grin, he went to explore and see if it was Mister Growl. "oh Mister Growlll!!!!." He called with a grin. "I have a ham and bacon meat pie for you!"

within an hour the boy was there as he had expected and getting up from his crouch he came over. nuzzling the soft hair he greeted him, "boy-red, i am pleased"

His own mouth was in a wide grin. In the fashion he had come to know Mister Growl he returned the greeting with a bow and a flushed face. "Mister Growl! I have never been given so much food before." He made his way close to the man and scratched his ears.

there was no lick of ust this time just joy and figuring food would come first he kept the grin and took a chance at pulling the basket from red's hand. it was heavy but he had heavier from the other. saying nothing to that he took it and pulled out a large ham, it was pink and black and looked delicious even under the crust of salt. putting it down on the stones he sliced off a large piece with his knife before shaking the crusted salt onto the new open part and washing the slice in the creek. once the majority of the salt was off it went to the fire to cook

Mister Growl was strange and mysterious. Shaking his head he watched, and pulled out a pie made by his own hands along with the dried turkey he knew Mister Growl to like. Red especially designed a strange crust on Mister Growls so it would not get confused. Unsure of how to heat it with out burning hinself, he merely set it on the edge of the stones and plopped down on the blanket. "Mister Growl, I am sorry I didn't bring my arrow this time but I made you a special pie."

it was better without the hunters' tools and letting the ham-meat cook on it's own he shifted over to where the boy sat and breaking the crust fished out a piece of meat. he offered it to the boy to share, "thankyou boy red"

He laughed shaking his head. "Its all for you. I have my own, full of things I... haven't seen you eat." He was not sure what Mister Growl was fond of and to be certain he started to ask. "Do you like cheese? and have you tried corn?"

he had never had either and shrugging he said as much before eating the slice and fishing out another. the ham, while he was eating, was starting to get noisy so setting the pie down after another piece he moved back over to his spot from before to flip it

Grinning he tried to follow in Mister Growls example, though he could not eat his ham as noisly and yelped when he attempted to turn his pie over. Using a stick he poked it until it flopped over and then picked it up and put it back on the stone. "I can bring you some to try, what about duck?"

he liked duck. it was fatty and rarely accessible to him since they did not live in forests and rarely ventured far enough to catch, "fatty, i like duck and if you want i will try whatever you bring me"

While Mister Growl spoke he moved closer, close enough to gather one of the free hands in his hands. He flipped the fingers over and noticed the dirt. Idly he started to groom Mister Growl with his cloak tails. There was a little bubble in his stomach and a flush on his cheeks as he touched Mister Growl. "I have another question. ... I am your mate? What should I do?... besides rutting... which I don't mind I like rutting, it is fun, I mean should I bring you clothes, clean your house? Plant food?"

that he did not understand. letting red groom him in his strange human ways he pondered the best way to express his confusion, "you already do what a mate should do, why should you want to do more? i am fed, i am not lonely, i am happy and soon enough you will have my kits." he shrugged, "what else is there for a mate to do?"

Blinking he looked at MisterGrowl. "You know boys can't have babies right?" He was looked at by the gold eyes and was told the same thing he told Mister Growl once about partners and happiness, Just as he was about to explain he felt the man nuzzle close to his face and his skin heated up. Affectionately he licked Mister Growl on the face before borrowing into the warm summer fur.

it was pleasing to have the other stop talking and burrow into the lapels of his coat. not caring about the smell of burn that was coming from the ham he wrapped his arms around the soft plump body and pulled boy-red close, the other was fond of the closeness and his remembering served him well as the other nuzzled and moved closer in between the open space of his coat