[gre-y]

Huxley wolfed down the rest of the food that Zephyr couldn't finish. Hux never asked for food because he preferred to eat with his packmates, but if it was there he'd eat it. "Squirrels?" He scoffed. "You think up the silliest things, Z." He said. He'd gotten a bit more attached and comfortable to the smaller male and had given him a nickname. Just Z.