Nash had spent a lot of time thinking lately. His conversation with @Chan about his role in the pack had certainly helped him clear his head - even if just a little - and helped him realize he really needed to get to know his packmates better. He hadn't even realized how high in the ranks he technically was, and that as a founder he held some sort of esteem. Nash felt that was unfounded, regardless of what Chan said, and he really wanted to be worth his pack's loyalty. He wanted to be like his brother, like his father.
He decided he ought to start with bringing something to eat to Aquene. He hadn't talked to her in a while, and she had been running herself ragged doing healer's duties while caring for her daughter. He thought he should 'pay it forward', as it were. Chan had given him something to eat when he'd been very hungry, so Nash thought food would be a nice gesture.
Besides, he liked Aquene. She was nice.
Nash had found a deer carcass not far outside the borders on one of his patrols. It didn't look to have been killed by anything; it seemed to have simply laid down for the night and never gotten up. Well, at least he wouldn't have to fight anything for it. He'd dragged into their firm territory so the others could cash in on the prize if they wanted, then with much twisting and pulling he tore off a back haunch and, carrying his awkward load, headed towards the medicine den, where he thought he might find the busy mother.
His hunch paid off, as Nash saw the dark woman outside the herb-scented cavern. He woofed out a greeting, though it was muffled by the leg hanging from his mouth. He shifted his grip on it, trying not to drag the large haunch in the dirt more than he had to as he approached her. He finally set it down and smiled. "Hungry?" he asked. "I brought you something to eat."