Broken Boulder As long as I am not a butt worm

Steele was still uncomfortable in this situation, though not much was going on he had not helped many wolves out. He was usually an introvert and kept to himself. He looked at Guillotina and furrowed his brow when she said she’d rather have something fresh. This wolf was definitely interesting, usually no one complained about food. He gave a slight shrug of his shoulders and followed slightly slower beside her. “For fresh food, wed have to hunt. If you don’t want deer or rabbit it seems, what do you want?” He was curious, his favorite were squirrels and deer. 

Though he didn’t know where they were going he wanted to know more of why this female was interesting. Maybe if he could find Milton he could understand her but Steele has yet to meet Milton and it would probably take days for him to. His ears flicked as they relaxed on his head, he did smell the air just in case this female was incapable of hunting for herself. Maybe he could teach her to hunt, if anything help her contribute to the pack.