He glanced down at the lizard, mostly eaten, and bent down to grab it in his maw. Pushing for a more brighter expression - though somewhat strained - he laughed lightly and said, "I really don't wanna be the one getting a scolding from the Medicine Cat about leaving prey in the Secret Garden. Between you and me," he joked lightly, padding slowly to the cool tunnel that led out into the forest. Glad for the breeze to clear his head, he padded further out and into the calm moonlight. He scraped at the earth and buried the remains of his meal. Glancing back, Ghostguardian checked to see that she had safely followed him out.

When he heard the paw steps retreating after him, he turned back to his route and scraped at the earth, digging a hole and burying the scraps of their meal. The large Hopwhite tom surveyed the clearing curiously. Dusk was beginning to set behind the trees, turning the sky into a brilliant gold and auburn hued sky. A yawn passed his maw, making him recall exactly how tired he actually was. "Hopefully we weren't missed too badly back at camp," he fretted, considering the fact that his presence really would have been missed due to his duties.