Grouse Thicket A Breath of Fresh Grouse

Blue eyes casually looked the she-wolf over, Van mentally taking note of her hue and facial features; her autumn red eyes standing out the most to him.Dark silver ears twitched a top his head as he listened to the female's answer, his eyes remaining upon her till she fell silent. His cold stare peering toward the many surrounding trees before looking once more to the nameless female, ”I see.” His gray and white tail gently brushing against the grass below as it swayed behind him nonchalantly, ”So, real food doesn't interest you at all then?” Vandal giving her a curious look, sapphire eyes glancing down to the half munched apple that lay on the ground.

”Have you 'scouted' far?” He asked with a tilt of his head, leathery nose twitching some as he scented the mild breeze; her unique odour drifting to his nose as he took a couple steps forward, sapphire eyes gleaming in the sunlight as he now watched her quietly.